I am the traveller,
in the journey of my life
walking long........
above the head is the sun,
shining his brightest
showering the immense
heat upon us.....
looking for a shade to rest,
ending up in seeing mirages.
neither co-travellers,
nor any shade or tree,
to rest a while.
I'm walking n walking...........
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My Pieces Of Poetry
PoetryLife is unpredictable, what we see with our eyes may not be true, take decisions wisely. During my thinking session this came in my mind and I scribbled down. Please give a try to it. Enjoy reading and if you like them please do push ⭐ at the bottom...
