When a journey begins badly
It rarely ends well,
And, the rickety sounds of a loosened wheel
Shall follow one all along his life.
Like the misty ray of the sun
That struggles hard to penetrate the clouds,
Like the stream at the edge of the village
That screams loud at the height of suffocation,
Like the night’s enveloping darkness
Marked with apoplexy,
A journey begins badly too
Rarely ends well.
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Good write.."stream that screams of suffocation" that was a well portayed image!
ReplyDeleteIts all a perception, Cyclop, :)
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wishes,
devika
If it's not right from the getgo, it doesn't get any better. I've learned this lesson the hard way, and I've seen the same lesson bless me.
ReplyDeleteAll part of the learning process.
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