Winds of destinies

in poem •  7 years ago 

Our

Lives,
Are

Leaves.

Births are,
Our Deaths.

And We just,

Fall.

Hapinesses, and
Sadnesses,

Do we really,
Think,

Our destinies,
Are,

More than pure winds ?

poem writing wheresmyumbrella
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