Walking On Blindspots Poem by Treasure Sanda

Walking On Blindspots

Am on a long journey
So deep and am just going
So dark I still keep moving
I am so lost and I keep pretending

I passed through part and turns
Still I am not on the right way
And I have been cut by thorn
I still follow the part my way

I have got a lot of cuts
It's bright but I still don't see a lot
And I am walking On Blindspots
And so I feel 'so what'.

Am on this journey of a thousand miles
That has taken a thousand lives
Yet I still go on the same track
And so also I shall end my own life

Twinkle......

Sunday, February 4, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: journey
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