Solitary road,
Dusty coat
All that was left
Was a heart full of hope.
The uncertain abyss
That no one cherish,
Was all we found
In search of something profound.
But it's never the end,
As the ray of light,
Wait for us to
Show our might.
The might to resist
The urge to stop,
Or to desert the road
Before reaching the spot.
So beam away and go on,
Move ahead for that ray of light,
That still hides behind the dark alley
Waiting for us to break in with a fight.
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Scribbles of a jaded Mind
PoetryA random collection of poems, the ones that were never planned but happened.
