Revolving doors ladies and gentlemen
Revolving doors through which
People walk
Dreams fade
And wishes fly away
Revolving doors that remind
Of opportunities lost
People that are missed
Nothing is going to stay
Revolving doors that are testament
To fickle things
Broken promises
And structures made of clay
Revolving doors that
Bring people back
Dreams anew
And happiness along the way
Revolving doors that wait
For you
For me
“For everyone must go”, they say
1 comment:
i felt this poem from deep inside.....
its awesome, especially when i bring it to the context of how my life is turning out to be.... very nice (Y)
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