𝐴 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑠
𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 :𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒.
Life is a labyrinth full of intricate passageways, blind alleys, and mazes that are extremely complex.
We are walking every day on a winding path or course, wearing a blindfold where we cannot see where we are going. We are just running because time is, so we must, too.
There were times we thought we had a desired destination to which we strive to reach no matter how tough the roads are, but sometimes we felt lost or we just don't have a specific goal yet.
Either way, we wander aimlessly without an urgent destination.
Mirror Meandering: Disintegrated Lines is a collection of poems I wrote about wandering.
This was based on my personal experiences, which I interpreted and turned into a poem that I hoped could resonate with the readers, be loved by them, and inspire them in life or in writing a poem or their personal story, too, in the medium they love.
So come on, let's explore and be lost together.
Écrire est pour moi une manière de me libérer l'esprit.
Cela ne fait pas longtemps que j'ai commencé ne soyez pas surpris si les rimes peuvent manquer.
Cependant, les poèmes et les haïkus n'ont pas besoin de rimer ni de sonner juste.
J'espère vous revoir dans vous émouvoir et vous revoir en commentaire.