Waiting.
It’s taken an eternity for
you to walk into my life.
And now I’m filled with
what if’s.
What if we’re already lost?
Just paths that crossed.
As if there were hope.
As if there is a way out,
unqualified for love.
Hey, brother, got a dime to spare?
Waiting for Godot to Leave
Re: Waiting for Godot to Leave
Moving poem.
Re: Waiting for Godot to Leave
a lot of potent what ifs, Kailashana.......you'd think life would come with an instruction manual, but noooooooooo...we gotta fall on our face repeatedly, to move forward......and even then...............................................................
delicately handled without sacrificing impact.......
delicately handled without sacrificing impact.......
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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