19-08-2025
Tuesday
I chased the ants once,
and even now,
their discipline still hunting
me in every my dreams.
I hated vegetables once,
and even now,
their vitamins still hating
me to suffer a lifetime.
I ran away from dad once,
and nowadays,
I’m missing my dad
everyday thinking of him.
I chased the butterflies once,
and even now,
their wings still calling
the meaning of freedom.
(“Do You Still Remember, Or Just Pretend To Forget?”-DIARYPOEM24)