Our complexity
Is beyond
Our comprehension
Multitude of analysis
Without a conclusion
Labyrinth of thoughts
Moving back and forth
On slippery ground
Treading carefully
Between complexities
Mired in meshes
Thoughts cannot
Be sieved
Remains a sediment
Of complexities
Obscuring fresh ideas
Creating lacunae
Unfulfilled desires
Remains etched
In the complexities ©
Great poem!
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Thank you so much.
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