sparks (part I)

sparks (* and life begins—)
            rise
flames        , but then
                                       die.

this is all. life =
mean of * + loss + * + loss

(*I am, *I am, *I am…)
what I was — could be.

I could be, I am

I was waiting for—

   (     )      .

2 comments:

  1. beautiful poem by the way... really love it

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  2. Conveys a universal feeling; a feeling that is nearly impossible to convey.
    Well done.

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