Silence, full of sound
Like ice in boiling spring
Wave swings in reserve direction
Strangling the life out of fish
Apples, meant for the eyes
But lost and found it wasn't
Pondering the minds with thoughts unknown
Leaving the hands full of mangoes
Eternal, but not forever
The deceit, called truth
So beautiful like the flower rose🌹
Yet thorns it possess as nature
Clear in a line of sight (LOS)
But blurrier than the frosted glass
The absent mind sees a smooth
Yet Rocky is the way
Success, not the weak
Shallow grounds levels not
From progressing up the hill
Where the lights hits the road.
Hola, this is a Poem written by me just this morning. I was wondering about the journey of life and the turns it takes on the long run, then the inspiration to put up the poem came in. By profession, I'm not a poet but I do it as a hobby. For real, being a member of this poets community is one of the best thing I enjoy most since I joined the hive platform. Though it doesn't pay like other communities but it's our duty as poets to paint the happenings of the world with words. I really do appreciate everyone active in this community especially my every week responders 
