Lilia Popova's Blog

People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn’t believe in that. Tomorrow wasn’t getting ready for them. It didn’t even know they were there.

In this land, far from home many times I’ve walked these roads  Today, however, I feel lost in the thought of the lanes  I once strolled This body then, was agile these feet much younger with thoughts like lightning and a heartbeat of thunder Now all that’s left is this frame that’s weak is this soul that’s old is this mind like a book with pages starting to fold Though, an ache in my chest still remains unaltered since I parted with my home while my heart faltered And as in a haste, I made my move This heart of mine strongly disapproved So while I traveled all the way, this far A piece of me I lost as I couldn’t bring my heart Painfully from this vessel it got torn apart