Crossing Paths

Emotions running across the unsafe wilderness

There is no choice! To choose freedom for them amidst the chaos

Scary, being hurled in a viewless reality, dashing toward fatal surrender

Now the morning grips the soul with an unfriendly embrace

Hovering ravens know of a cryptic secret, hovering like a premonition

While in this idleness, so many feelings have crossed each other

Oblivious of each other, with a kind of accusing glare and disrespect

Directions have no will or relevance as the world dwindles


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