life on Medium-not a Poetry
life on medium, bell turning green with claps, comments and the rest
Win the game to lose
to lose is to die
go wherever you like
just be sure, I can’t escape your life
even if you win the game
where would you stop
cause green bell can’t stop
if i share my medium life,
I did follow new claps and
follower’s roads to shine
only to lose on empty roads
I wished to walk for a while
wishing now to return
but found no way to stop
cause green signal never meant
for what I wish and want
but luckily, I hit my moment
as I stop acting fake, start talking for real
destiny turns visible
a voice in me speaks
run and catch the moment
So I choose to escape follower's game
deleted any fake comment in name of fame
I found my victory standing there again
what I learn here looks like
once, chasing follower’s road
and stats craving mind
melt away
I am back home
for the moment on the blog
that matters anyway
just be sure,
to share is to live,
to live is to share
through any medium you like
So I start sharing on medium,
what I learnt in 25 years of my life
however, I still wait for the bell
to turn green and bright
but like a friend and a curious child
Are you reading this buddy?
waiting for your reply!
if you relate to this poetry, i would love you to read bathroom poet (in you) .
Hi buddy, thank you so much for taking out the time to be here. Thankful for every follow/clap/comment and the share THIS STORY receives. It feels great to read the poems / articles (among many other things) that fellow writers share and to interact with them on this platform. Having said that, feel free to express your views in the comments! I would appreciate it!
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thanks.
(c)Amit way 2022
