I walk alone
on my shoreless path
each path is rejoinder
of another path
taking me to a ceaseless destination
each ripple of my life
are ceasing without touching the shore
My all desires are being swallowed
by tangling whirlpool of my life
I'm still walking proceeding ahead
to find a little escatsy
to get my life nurtured
for next creation of life.
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A poem with wonderful message. Very true said, our path is endless, taking us into ceaseless destination. Desires are swallowed by whirlpool of life. Yes, walking in hope of next creation of life. Loved reading it.