On an uneven path and an entangled crossroad
Standing there for an unprecedented duration
Unable to choose the right direction
Weighed down by responsibility that you cannot wait to unload.
Intertwined with yours are the streets of many others
What if you're wrong and soil their leathers?
Let time pass by if you are uncertain to yonder
Take a detour, find a shade to sit and ponder.
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Scribbled Echoes
PoetryPoetry based on the everyday attempt to be and do better. Just day in and day out happiness, sadness, fears, and hope. I hope it resonates with you as much as it does with me.
