Perpetual MazeA Poem by B-poetWhere’s the next turn I can take When caution has deflated my reasoning Within the perpetual maze The haze Clouds my vision I’m tired of seeing and existing Among lost souls Who never favor the cause I chose to pursue The locked corridors leave no clue For acquiring the flame Needed to solidify my place as a torch bearer Who’s viewing the exit door With nothing left to explore Sends me into a sanity craze I now know I’m destined Spiritually To find the strength to refine my way Through the Perpetual Maze © 2019 B-poetReviews
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8 Reviews Added on September 5, 2012 Last Updated on September 2, 2019 AuthorB-poetIndianapolis, INAboutFreelance Writer/Poet (For those who truly love and treasure my art Check out my latest publication on the link under my profile name**) Thanks for stopping by and pen on. :) more..Writing
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