Too early for apples
The ground is white
Yet they taste sweet
- By Feanare
- Filed under: Daily life, Pathos, Philosophy, Poetry
- Tags: feelings, haiku, Philosophy, poet, Poetry, Spring, thoughts, winter
The sky is grey
the crows fly
where did all the winter go?
From time to time, you meet people. - Who reminds you so much of someone else, that you simply don’t see them. You just see this other person, which obiously is not there.
A sad, but true paradox in this strange world.
And a shame, really, because you do not serve anyone justice. Not even yourself.
- just [...]
Whatever you might choose not notice, there is always something to miss. And in a crowd of people, no one can really know what’s gong on.
We don’t, I don’t.
- even though I was there
Tag: Philosophy