On the shore of the river
I'm standing alone
When the boat arrives on the shore
Helmsman-free.
The boat is mine
not visible yet
But, thinking about it
seeing the future
that occurs in all scenes.
It flows by itself, however
one has to drive
so is it your own boat.
On the way forward
you have to go on your own
no more fatigue.
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Author:
Hakikur Rahman (
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Comments2
a great message, dear poet
indeed, we be mere pebbles
in life's tumultuous, rivers
still
whilst fate's waves may
push us around
and impose direction, upon us
we can still, curate
our lives path..
Thank you for the realization and thank you for the great comment. Best wishes.
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