Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Tomorrowland

I walked and walked through the prosaic woods
Path covered with withered leaves
Me, wading for my dream,s
Heart! cradle of my thoughts
"Sourire"
Towards the light awaits in tomorrow
Can my slow steps reach on time?
I was baffled looking in its eyes,
My lips are trembling,
I'm quivering in fear
"Don't"
It is my pining mind weaned to the world,
consoles me to stay here,
wallop the fate and
Begin for the future.

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