I walk

An image of:- Not All There – The Enigmatic
Sculptures of Bruno Catalano

I walk on the shorelines,

travelling on the sidelines of infinity,

existence rues destiny,

swimming on banks of reality.

If I were to come back again,

on roads walked hitherto,

thoughts and words would be redeemed,

for a bit of understanding.

I walk on the shorelines,

on the thorns of prejudice,

perception seeks divergence,

sea swept clarity sweeps away.

If I were to come back again,

blank canvas of ignorance,

draws a compelling picture,

on castles of knowledge.

I walk.

80 words.

I’m not sure if this is a complete poem, but nevertheless, my effort for an intriguing image on WDYS # 171

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Sadje for hosting WDYS # 171 . For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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