I am chasing moon again
Out in the narrow streets
Of the city of chaos
A mosiac of lights and shadows
Potpourri of cheers and noises
I am walking
Carrying the weight
Of my invisible
Yet heavy confines
I am moving away
From the crowds
I can sense fear
Deep within myself
A fear of inevitable isolation
Yet I am walking
Chasing moon again
Wearing my horse blinders
In senseless hope
Of joining him one day.
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Written for OctPoWriMo 2018.
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Love it! xox
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thanks xx 🙂
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Very cool. Love the idea of chasing the moon. I’m not biased. I swear. 🌚
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ahaha I believe you 😊
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Don’t we all find ourselves there, now and then? Isolation seems inevitable,at times, yet how often is it of one’s own making?
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sometimes I really want to block all the noises and go somewhere.. but then we gt home sick.
its hard to find right balance
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This is poem that is awesome
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Thank you so much 🙂
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