Yesterday, I came across a road,
Which was leading to somewhere,
I followed to know what it showed.
It seemed like clouds were sowed,
I kept going and felt despair,
Yesterday, I came across a road.
And suddenly it snowed,
The wind blowed and so did my hair,
I followed to know what it showed.
This isn't gonna end well, I forebode,
I wasn't gonna go ahead, I forswear,
Yesterday, I came across a road.
I sat there as in abode,
I was relaxing in the chill when I saw a mare,
I followed to know what it showed.
I saw angles and their Lord, I bowed,
I am dead they declared.
Yesterday, I came across a road,
I followed to know what is showed.
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Life & What if
Poetrylife is a circle of the same events that are followed by everyone. From birth to death all goes through the same pattern. This is beautiful to go through or see. That pattern is described in my this series of poem. I hope you'll like it. 🤞
