A Lost Poet

A Lost poet in the universe.

Sitting alone on a bench.

The constellations are a little far.

Earth spinning just out of length.

A Lost poet sits and sings.

Takes a mini bite.

Of sandwich, you ask? How?

It is the universe, you see my friend.

You see the universe is designed to help us.

To grow and nurture our souls.

It is always sending the way things we need the most.

A Lost poet in the universe.

Making a paper boat.

She sails it in the river of joy, laughter, sadness and remorse.

And emotions come raining like billions of shooting stars.

Wonder what and wonder why she wasn't so lost anymore.

Nameless Fameless

July 1, 2021

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I am Society

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Commotion

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