Tell Me
What do you do when...
The nights are dark and cold
The days are bright like it’s summer
Even the stars are tucked behind the blankets of the sky
Where do you run to when...
The darkness lingers on for too long
The only music that plays is birds chirping away
and even that is all in your head
Who do you call when...
You realize the future is only a product of your imagination,
Which is why it only matters when you’re up and about
When...
will you grab now with both hands
and get the best out of her while you can
Don’t bottle it!
Beautiful poem with each stanza asking a vital question about life. Critical questions that requires more than just logical reasoning.
a good poem, it's very philosophical :)