Scattered around me are moments...
little wisps of threads.....
that connect this life.....
unravelling with each passing thought...
some precious memories....
wanted unwanted. ...
.
I try to see through....
the mists of....
past present ire.....
that rise with..the fires...
enveloping engulfing. ...
remembered forgotten...
heartled paths....
which one ventured to walk....
but in the abyss of thoughts....
hesitant steps....
got lost......
staggering...on to paved ones...
that countless before had trod...
following the beats....
of the drums of life. ..
one was taught to....
hear believe....
.
It haunts the mind...
sleeping a wistful sleep.....
knowing unknowing......
knotting tight....
the little tiny wisps of threads.....
moments.....
coming...now gone.....
now gone...coming...
silent whispering
waiting craving ....
wanting a life to be livingly lived...
not blindfolded... tread.....

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Life's circle
PoëzieLife's circle ...infinitesimal in infinity...never ending..beginning with you and me.....