22 July 2017

Drift (Poetry)



Another day spent
My eyes drifted
Rain drops caught me
As a painted ones in the window
I gathered my thoughts
Painting my words
In a blank sheet of my head
I feel the longing to speak, to laugh
Just like old time.
I am homesick
I am home
Home away from home.
I am homesick for a place
I am not sure if it was existed
Or still exists.
A place where my mind is clear
My heart is full and I completely understood
Not by people, but myself.
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2 comments:

  1. UnknownJuly 22, 2017 at 7:10 PM

    Heavy stuf Mag😐

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    1. Maggy Baas-San JoseJuly 22, 2017 at 7:35 PM

      Thank you, Jan. Sometimes, we cannot help it not to feel heavy inside. Life is not always a bed of roses. There are also thorny times and bumpy. Hope this feeling as well will pass again.

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