I live for the stories

Every night, I search for the traces of people lost and forgotten,

Except by those who love them still.

Even when only the traces of them remain, they still survive.

I search for these traces.

I find them and they make me cry.

They make me feel.



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10 responses to “Traces

  1. “Even when only the traces of them remain, they still survive.” Voldermort πŸ˜€

  2. Now I am planning on never ever coming to your blog again…
    Because I really, really UNDERSTAND the stuff you write, and I adore it and when I’m here, I really don’t feel like going back.
    I likes this.
    A lot.

  3. I have not read a single one of your writings that i didn’t like. Usually some writers mess up. But not you my friend… Not you. Your work is the best i have ever read! After i read this one, i have now put a new writer as number one. You! πŸ™‚

    • Haha Whenever I write I don’t think about whether it’s going to be better than the last or anything. I just write for me. I write about the people I care about. That’s it really… It’s not a job and I don’t feel it’s an obligation. I just do it because I’m comfortable with it. It makes me feel better. Thank You… πŸ™‚


    I’ve heard that poets are of two types, the first group always express their feelings by comparing it with nature or with other people. But it’s the 2nd gruop that I admire, They are not afraid to express their feelings sa their own and they are not afraid to use the words ME and I.

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