a foot that lift high can be the first step that reach the
highest pick of the sky, as the eyes move in every
distance that may cause envy the sweet tasteless
journey of the past, who have come into the most
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cab wave of the past, you may not found the answer in a melting snow, nor the falling rain to cleanse your swollen face, the wounded flesh mark the beginning of what life should be lived............................yet a an ingenious write of impeccable grace, i am yet wordless by the beauty of narration,10+++, thanks for sharing
Wonderful piece of a journey of your mind.thanks for sharing. by the way, if I am not mistaken you are one of our speakers during our strategic marketing training at Batangas for DTI-CARP long time ago. thanks, melvin DTI-Kalinga
An extremely well crafted poem. A journey with the unending pathway of time. Miles to go...........10/10. Naseer
a remarkable narrative poem...well described theme to the utmost point of poetic craftmanship...10
hope this journey is a very successful one...i wish and i pray that this single step will lead to thousand miles successfully obtain.. the presentation of your work is so nice, ..smart and detailed...great...
WOW! ! ! A marvelous ending verse..well said, fine diction and well structured! ! !
it is a thousand miles everyone wants to reach, stay to refresh and humble for the path is slippery and full of challenge to fulfill, making it lousy.everybody wishes many miles to each and refresh....to fulfill the dream and goal....lovely poem andfull of great vision......10 read mine slippery path