100 Days of Poetry / Day 85 -Get to go - Original poetry
To all these places,
Beautiful like in a dream of
A fairy,
Like in an eye of the beholder
That seeks for a light
At the end of the road.
To all these places,
Yet, I stay at home,
Feeding ego, not my soul,
With a life that is
Desirable to none.
But I choose not to go,
I will feel invisible
So I can feel as close to my soul.
If I have one, I hope
I can find it in these dungeons
of my life.
No Croatian translation. Steemit is down, and busy.org is telling me to delete some content because of the 16mb space -.- Whatever brah.... Anyway, I will translate it when Steemit come to its senses
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Another wonderful poem, but this one seems sad.
I would caution you my friend: Don't waste too many chances. I will guarantee you that at my age I don't want to look back and saiy "God, I wish I'd stayed home that time."
Thank you my friend.
A bit sad but it is the part of the history so that's a good thing :D I remembered the time I was not doing so good, but luckily that is behind me.
Thanks for the advice, my friend!
I really like this poem @whack.science, I like the way that it flows, that it pulled me in at the beginning making me believe I knew what it was about, but actually it is not straight forward at all. A reflection of where you were at while writing it.
I like that you are aware of the freedom to travel that you have, that you can indeed just go
You write as some one who is aware of that privilege to be able to go, if one chooses to do so.
But you have not, you do not tell us why, only that you have made that decision and you paint a picture of not regret but of feeling guilty of making that decision
But it is your choice, and yours alone, that is something that you make very clear in this poem
to me it sounds as if you are undertaking some time for yourself, to make discoveries within yourself, which is a different type of journey we undertake but a journey all the same. Really nicely put together, well done. I can only praise you for taking me on a journey of sorts with this poem.
I am amazed by your comment, really. You said it really nicely. This is luckily part of my history so I remembered that time and just wanted to write it down, so here it goes :D Thanks for stopping by, have a great day!
you are very welcome xx