The ripples of time will never stay.
The presence we seek will shift away.
The likeness of our surroundings will fade.
But the love of humans will always come unpaid.
"In the total darkness, poetry is still there, and it is there for you." -Abbas Kiarostami
The ripples of time will never stay.
The presence we seek will shift away.
The likeness of our surroundings will fade.
But the love of humans will always come unpaid.
Everyone needs a basket for their dirty laundry. So throwing my writing here. View more posts