Thousands Of Miles Poem by me poet yeps poet

Thousands of miles we traverse
in search of a sincere poet
who will read our verse.

life indeed is a short stretch
it, in inches not years
we canmatch it

as we crawl thevillage bounds
we haveleftno knowledge
nor sound

of who we are
and
from where we abound

simply crawl like snails
on the ground
and
an era lapses
soundless

who was
HE or SHE
a poet?

doubtnever lapses

Adieu friends
some now call me
LOTUS

THANK GOD
doesn't object
POTUS

Bonjour
amen
adieu
Nameste
Wahe Guru