A Poem by krystle

Grasp. Almost as if life mocks the word by giving "impossible" a new meaning. One of two things happen to anything even slightly tangible.
Either you're blinking and life decides to take advantage of the unawareness, or before you have the chance to digest, to grasp whatever it may be, as if whatever it may be has commitment issues, it's gone before you have a chance to mark it with your fingerprint.
But if by chance you've got a quick grip, and life decides to turn its cheek, and you're one of the lucky ones that get to leave your mark on..whatever it may be, be sure to grasp it, embrace it, file it away, and then let it be beautiful for someone else.

© 2015 krystle

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Added on September 18, 2015
Last Updated on September 18, 2015
Tags: life, grasp, territory



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