I was right in front of the golden star.
Finally I was about to touch
pure perfection.
As I approached, it flew away.
I spent my whole life reaching for the stars,
Put all my effort into being the best.
The best at being the best.
Yet, when I finally achieved everything
when I was finally there,
the star ran.
My struggles were for nothing,
the pain, the triumphs, the hope.
All for nothing.
Some star.
Maybe I'll try reaching for something a little
closer to home.
2025
1 month ago
3 comments:
your poems are so soft and heartfelt. i just want to float up to them like clouds.
Thank you. That's the nicest comment I've ever received.
It will be great to watch Les Miserables, i have bought tickets from
http://ticketfront.com/event/Les_Miserables-tickets looking forward to it.
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