Thoughts flutter throughout the day. Few stay, few flit, few need to be celebrated. Thoughts are man’s gift, valuable enough to cherish for infinity. In a hope to immortalize those thoughts, I etch words onto this blog wishing all the way to carry them further into the world.
Friday, 5 April 2013
#5. Play Blind
photo by Karthikeyan Gopinathan
The focus is gone
when you try to make sense
for then everything will seem
unreal,
hazy,
vague.
The way is lost when you
question its existence which
once gone try as you may is
vanished,
adrift,
unfound.
So don’t doubt its purpose
time will answer you before late
you will learn on occasion soon its
essence,
meaning,
heart.
So go about blind,
after all there is no real win- win
in this timeless game of life.
Labels:
life,
meaningless,
Poem
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