Notice of absence from Leny
English is no longer my vessel.
English is no longer my vessel.
It didn’t look like progress
just turns and walls
and more turns again.
Some paths led nowhere.
Some led us back.
We doubted every step.
We almost stopped.
Not because we were lost
but because we weren’t sure
there was an end.
But we kept walking,
not fast,
not certain
just forward.
And now,
somehow,
we’ve stepped into the light.
Maybe the maze
was never meant
to trap us
just to test
how badly we wanted
to find our way.
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Author:
Leny (
Offline) - Published: July 17th, 2025 10:54
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Life's journey in this poem Well done
The journey of life to find our own and the right way nicely written, enjoyed the read
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