The Misty PathA Poem by WandererThe mist
was heavy Roads
difficult to navigate Expectations
were high Clinging on
to the hopes Slowly, the
Darkness will set in Lights also
will fade There will
be no guide Will traverse
the path alone Shall not
be deterred Will overcome
all obstacles At the end
of road, lies destiny Brightness
all around, no traces of any mist. © 2019 Wanderer |
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Added on July 29, 2019 Last Updated on July 29, 2019 |