Pride

The sixteen year old boy stood on the pavement

Watching the Pride parade

Take place in his city

Mesmerized by the noise and colour

Freedom and joy

He soaked in the music

Mouthing the words to himself

He did not feel alone

He wanted to stay right in this moment

His eyes traveled over the banners

Costumes

Bodies

It was the joy on their faces that struck him

Pulled him in

Could he feel that joy too?

He wanted that feeling so bad.

5 thoughts on “Pride

  1. I felt the yearning portrayed in this poem. Loved it ♥♥

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Sonali thank you so much for your great feedback ❤

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Most welcome ♥♥

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