I wonder how many people out there who are like me these days; people who are wondering, wandering, asking, struggling to figure out which spot and path to take in. At least I know, this is not only me and I am not alone. I think I'm one with the lost voyagers trying to sail out ships to explore and look for a better shore but still couldn't take out the anchor from the same ground. Or a traveler taking different yet challenging routes just to be familiar with every corner of these crowded places. It is hard to be abrupt with another changes when I'm still trying to adapt and embrace the previous ones. There are still damages and bruises I need to patch up, and here's another one. And I think it will take a little more time to do the mending; to finally hold a grasp what is there worth risking.
But we must carry on for adventures will make our journey worthwhile.
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Thoughts
PoezjaI don't have a bone in my hand that supports me to write a poem. Yet, I love reading them along. Sometimes aloud in perfect solitude, with me, my thoughts, some silent melody whispering by my side and when am engrossed in the stillness of my thought...
