Words on the Wind
They said poetry lives in books—
But I found it,
dripping from a streetlight at dawn,
scribbled in chalk outside a closed café,
humming through the metro rails
as the city remembered how to breathe.
Someone wrote “you are enough”
on a cracked brick wall—
and for a moment,
the world slowed down
just enough to listen.
Every verse on this trail
is a heartbeat left behind—
some for love,
some for healing,
some for the ones who walked away
but left their words behind like lanterns.
You’ll find them everywhere—
in the quiet between raindrops,
in the laughter spilling from windows,
in the shadow of your own reflection.
Follow the trail.
Let the poems find you.
Because sometimes,
a single line
can change the direction
of your whole day.
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