8:45 I searched for a site for poems; at 9 PM I found one and read a poem; instead of writing a comment I decided to write back.
Do you regret now we’re an adult?
When the days seemed to stretch with li’l result?
The times when loneliness’ – the only friend
And we find no reason to contend?
Do you go to convenient stores?
Where lunch is a ramen and nothing more?
The train we ride to race to our jobs
We’ll be on it all day ‘till nearly dark.
Sneaking lunch and dreaming of naps
Working like mad and making what?
Innocent fun, those days never came by
They were never part; we never had a try.
I pity the children born before now
They never had fun for they never knew how
Heads buried in books, eyes set on the prize
For to live without plan is never wise
Growing up in a world of great perfection
Failure was never an option
Is this really the world that came to be?
Or do we need to set ourselves free?
Stop talking lies, live in the present
To live in passion is much more pleasant
Get on a bike, go for a run
You got that life, create a new one!
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I really love your poem! It was my first time feeling the urge to write back, right after reading a poem 🙂 Thank you!
“the child is the father of the man”
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Thank you!
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