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.
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