Walking among the lost
Years lose time
Words mean less
Paths interconnect randomly
A dwindling mind
Gathers no light
poetry and some more
poetry and some more
Walking among the lost
Years lose time
Words mean less
Paths interconnect randomly
A dwindling mind
Gathers no light
Twisted tales of times true
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I like this better than a rolling stone gathers no moss… May He save our minds from dwindling…
Greetings,
Thank you for this poem which highlights the value of aim, focus, and self-discipline, even when it seems like one is walking against the common current.
All good wishes,
robert
Hi, Sonya I like the line a dwindling mind gathers no light.