Trying to escape
The boundaries of maze
Engulfing the life
Aspiring us to arise
From torrent haze
Of unending strain
Winding ways
Leading to astrays
provoking new arrays
Of hope and restraint.
Trying to escape
The boundaries of maze
Engulfing the life
Aspiring us to arise
From torrent haze
Of unending strain
Winding ways
Leading to astrays
provoking new arrays
Of hope and restraint.
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Nice to read a poem of yours again 🙏
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Thank you so much my friend
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You are welcome, I have missed your blogs. I hope you are well.
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I am fine just don’t get the inspiration to write something these days but friends like you are a true source of inspiration and encouragement
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I understand… Some times one runs dry, feeling like scraping the dry well .. But I trust that as we dig deeper it will flow again. May you be blessed with fresh words. 🌱🌴🌴🌴🌱
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Thank you so much my friend
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You are welcome.
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Keep well.
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You too my friend
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Thank you.
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Beautiful, Haroon! ❤ Expresses how it feels to be alive in these stressful times. All the best!
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Thank you so much my friend
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