I've walked a million miles,
on paths rigid and unknown.
Stumbling upon endless trials,
Why can't i set my path on stone?
When will i tread the path of the moon,
Maybe I might not see it soon.I've lost a thousand smiles,
Even now I can't see myself alone,
Am I the only one seated in the aisles,
Why do I feel like someone who's been thrown?
When will I tread the path of the moon?
Maybe I might not see it soon.I've walked a million miles,
on paths shown to me by the known,
My strides followed her styles,
She's carved a path for me on stone,
Am I treading the path of the moon?
Maybe I'll meet her on this path soon.I've discovered a thousand smiles,
because of the path that has been shown,
Now I have her with me in the aisles,
Am I the same guy who had been thrown?
I'm treading the path of the moon,
with her hands held tightly with mine,
Never wanting her to leave me anytime soon.

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The Path Of The Moon
PoetryA collection of poetries I've written in the past few years, and the ones I'll write in the future as well. it's a magical journey which has emotional, romantic, sorrow, and tragedy everything within itself. I hope you like it.