Tag: poet

Hindsight pretends to have perfect vision, but don't be fooled. It can only recognise the past. It professes to have knowledge and sound judgement, but it lacks foresight.

He holds his fears close to his chest like treasures, almost. And prays. He believes if he pretends long enough, time will eventually devour them.

Oh silence! Hello, my dear old friend! It has been too long. You and I, alone and apart, together; scuffling over permanent obscure questions

As Auld Lang Syne faded into silence, and the fireworks dimmed, spontaneous cheers quietly turned to memories and a new dawn bid farewell to the old.

When closeness no longer terrifies friendship and opportunities are seen to open doors to fresh opportunities, yet you still find you’re losing your way, take a look toward the lighthouse. If the waters of life ever turn choppy and rough journeys challenge your way; you need not feel alone, if you just keep looking at the lighthouse.c