Micropoetry, Poetry, Writing

The Habit

I never said I love you
Intentions lost in time
Opportunities wasted
Instead you should be mine

I saw you at the station
The habit on your head
Now you live a different life
I walked away, respect

Micropoetry, Poetry, Writing

Struggle

I see your struggle
Beneath the facade
The hidden fears
Empty solitudes
The quest for peace
But it’s all an illusion
Of your own device