it feels unending
shadows of uncertainty
loom on a deceptively
straight and narrow path
I must reach the gate
at the other end
it spells hope
-but I do not know
what horrors lie ahead
Yet, I will get there
if only to know
if my journey has been
fruitful or futile
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We keep putting one foot in front of the other, no matter the outcome. Nicely done, Reena!
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That’s a nice way of putting it. Thank you, Susi!
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You’re welcome!
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Awesome poem Reena! Xoxo
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Can’t stop thanking you 🙏❤️😊
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the anxieties of life come through your poem Reena. Yet it ends positive with the knowledge of getting there. Well done.
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Thank you, Mason!
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A beautiful take Reena❤️
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🙏🙏
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The sense of unease in this poem is chilling.
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Unease grips us at times.
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It’s true, we only realise it all when we reach the end/destination. May our journeys be fruitful 🍓
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Amen!
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A profound poem Reena! Loved your introspective take on this image. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome ☺️
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Love your poem!!! 💜
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Thank you, Patty!
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💜👍💜
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