My Path Turned Green Poem by saranyan bee
My Path Turned Green
I was born,
then like a dropp from a large cesspool
escaping to find a course
in the loneliness of wisdom,
I turned my eyes
at the end of the journey
in the quietness of dry sand
to see if my path turned green.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: green,journey,loneliness
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