A short poem about the journey we call life.

I consider myself a decent poet. And for some reason, I am really very proud of the following four lines that I once wrote while I was travelling in a bus. This small piece always gives me inspiration and the drive necessary to continue writing..

I stand here in the middle of this street, all alone

Trying to meet new faces, trying to seek the unknown

But the journey is big, small’s my feet

Better get going on this unforgiving street.

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