My Days Read Count : 83

Category : Poems

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Who knows where my days went,
 Who knows if my love is left.
 Who knows when the fog 
Will rise above my tired eyes.
Who knows when I will no longer
 Have to use the mask. 

 Who knows where I will have to go, 
Who knows if it will be
 Too hot or too cold outside.
Who knows who I will meet again.
  Why was I born if I had to die too soon? 

 Who knows if I can bring back 
Something I've lost so far: 
Time, love, friends, my own house, 
My thoughts, confidence and good mood.

Comments

  • Wonderful poem.

    Feb 09, 2021

  • absolute phenomenol ma'am....👍🙏

    Feb 10, 2021

  • Feb 23, 2021

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