Sometimes I don't know what to think
sometimes I don't know what to feel
does the river know where to flow,
not always, it seems to travel
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life is a rivers journey until it meets its ocean. and then there are truly no limits or boundaries to its greatness. nicely written
I like this write. Life is so very much like flowing water, carving and marking as it journeys forward. Thank you for sharing.
what do I become? The journey begins. these lines carry much of the gist! !
Your poem flows as a river, never look back but keep on moving one and makes us move on with smiles...Sometimes we dont have to think much or get bothered with things in front...just keep on flows... and never turn back...and times will show us where will we go...sooner_Unwritten Soul
Yeah our life is like a flowing river! Nice poem, Thanks for sharing
Poetic mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever.......