lies amid the destination.
once completed, the journey dies.
do not let it be molded into lies.
attempts of me trying to forget
how to remember that which kills.
the pinnacle of rumination fills.
the pinnacle of rumination
lies amid the destination.
once completed, the journey dies.
do not let it be molded into lies.
attempts of me trying to forget
how to remember that which kills.
the pinnacle of rumination fills.
A very good poem which shows rhythm and meter. Keep inspiring poets like us.
Thank you so much!