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way of my life

Poetry By: wild immagination
Poetry



there is always somebody for us ....


Submitted:Sep 30, 2012    Reads: 37    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   


my life is so long

long enough to bind me

but short enough to guide me!

so many people with so many words

but which one i have to hear?

no one to light a candle, in this short long life

no one is there to lead this path.

uncountable lips murmer unhearable words

but no one whisper the path for me.

no hands to guide me....

i walk solitary in the dark

i feel chill

my heart sometime stands still

my minds get frozen

my body shaken

i feel a hand let down from heaven

i feel afraid and try to stay away

a voice calls for me

and i realise , my legs are moving towards it ...........





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