Wandering wandered in the puddle of midst...
Limbs and hairs tangled in the depth of midst...
Gazing at the galaxy filled with stars in the uniform of hope and possibility...
Light the happiness shooting the sky in the form of comets once in a while...
Darkness the darkness always behind the hope and possibility....
Darkness only by its presence enlightening the hope and possibility...
Wandering got lost in the depths of hope and possibilities...
And made those stars into constellation...
He turned his possibilities into masterpiece...
His masterpieces the constellations lightning the path for other wanderers...
His hardships the darkness beautifying his success...
Too busy counting the comets passing the sky...
Content was gazing at those constellations and getting lost into hope and possibilities again and again...
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Poems from Beyond
PoetryPoem about losing someone, Poem about hope and redemption, Poem about pain and sorrow, Poem about anything, Poem about everything, Poem about something and also Poem about nothing This is my very first book containing a collection of poems on vari...
