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the bus seat creaked and roared
with protest
as he sat down
He ignored it
and looked out the window
It won’t be that long of a journey
but it’ll be the
most painful one
He was going home
After all the years spent chasing dreams
“So, have you made it?” they will ask
“Made it?” he’ll say. “Didn’t you see I
came here by bus? Does that
look to you like I made it? Does
that scream ‘Bestselling Author’ to you?”
But of course
they’ll just ask to be nice
or to make conversation
or simply as a means to
reaffirm their ‘I told you!’
Or maybe even to mock
It was 18:22 by the time the bus
arrived at his stop
He didn’t get out
From 09:00 to 18:22
it’s a lot of time to think
about all you haven’t thought about
in 26 years
Still
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Daydreaming as a profession 
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( つ ◕o◕ )つ Aw, thank you very much Susan!
Will definitely give it a try 🙂
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I love this poem. I may sound like an old woman but I am just a bit older than the you in this poem(35). I remember this feeling so innately. All I can say is some years pass in a blink while others stretch eons full of opportunity. Find your breaks where you can, be open to new paths and keep writing. You’ll find where you’re meant to be.
At one time, writing paid my bills. I wasn’t rich, but I was comfortable. Now I do something else that provides inspiration and a better life for me so that I can freely adhere to my muses pestering me as I see fit. I like this better now.
This would have felt like failure 10 years ago though.
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(.づ◡﹏◡)づ. Thank you for your very kind words!
They’re much appreciated 🙂
Wishing you all the best as well,
Bogdan
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I love the despair and the hope in this poem. What every writer feels at some point.
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Exactly! ( ๑>ᴗ<๑ )
Some will feel it earlier than others. Some will feel it for longer than others. And that's all right. All versions are alright, except for the one who feels it all the time…
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sooo good! you bring emotions to life like no one else. Ikkyu has a nice saying “Having no destination, I am never lost”. 😃
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( ＾◡＾)っ Aw, thank you!
I used to think that having no destination meant I’m always lost :))
but Ikkyu’s words are much more optimistic. Words I could live by 🙂
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yes! from one poet to another.
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The lesson I learnt is to discover no-one could care less about writing, nor who was doing it but I appreciated always being politely asked how it was going! Even if the answer almost choked me! Such a good poem.
Gwen.
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Thank you, Gwen! (◕‿◕)
You’re very right, by the way 🙂
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Everything needs time… Be patient. People are more interested in your life than theirs, ignore and move on…✌🤞
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(つ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)つ Good advice :))
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Loved reading it… interesting..
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Thank you! ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
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You’ve touched a raw writer’s nerve in this one. That question is a haunting one. Great writing, Bogdan. 🙂
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There are some who believe that a writer’s life is made beautiful precisely because of this :))
(@・∀・)✎
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Probably some reverse or inverse or raised to the power whacko psychology. Lol.
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Beautiful poem
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