Just Poetry

Days like these

seem to pass with ease.

Plenty of beauty to see,

but the pain is what sets us free.

Time likes to stand still,

like our frozen lives in our favorite selfie still.

Precious moments; we all hit or miss.

This is nothing but, a foul jab with bliss.

Wait till life knocks you out,

I know it’s painful just block-it-out.

Get up and be comfortable with yourself.

Life waits for no-one but, itself.

I do it all because what’s done is done,

Hold on; my favorite food-truck is about to come.

 

I wonder what I will have today…

 


 

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