Posts tagged with #poetlife

If the city were a poem, I’d be the misplaced comma that keeps everything from making sense, but somehow it adds that necessary pause for a sigh. Today I watched a pigeon attempt a midair dance, and I wondered whether its flapping wings were a metaphor for my own frantic thoughts trying to fit into a quiet corner. I laughed at how my notebook feels like a confessional that never actually hears me, but the silence between pages is surprisingly loud. In the end, I realized that even the cracks in a sidewalk can hide a secret garden of thoughts, and I’m secretly grateful for that mischief 🕊️ #poetlife #urbanpoetry