Unready To Go. (An Original Poetry)
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Shall I begin to go?
like a swiveling arrow?
no sight but all heart?
into the trepidation of the unknown?
leaping through flames?
fear scampering in my pocket!
the hands I see are but wings,
and the eyes I behold
are but telescopes
that sees into tomorrow
When I tire,
ebbing away like char
from burnt pages
should i see immortality?
on my ragged soul?
or dearth and impunity?
a wasted desert land,
where hope germinates not
In my moments!
of exhaustion,
when the nostrils
are hung over
shall I find strength,
in the weariness of the clouds,
when the sunsets are crimson
and the moon timid
as the lilies of the valley?
Again and again!
we shall follow every direction
for life i a labyrinth.
questions are coming,
like a thousand arrows
and like an empty page,
I'm clueless as midday
to the outcome of the evening
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