Written by Pari Sharma
Somewhere between holding on and letting go,
I found the pages I had lost long ago.
Dreams once distant, too blurry to see,
Were quietly waiting, still part of me.
Disappointment carved out a quieter space,
Where gratitude learned to ink its place.
Not every day will shine, not every dream will stay
But even the torn maps lead us someday.
Text © Pari Sharma
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But even the torn maps lead us away
someday
kind regards, Drager
Thank You EOHM for considering my poem.
While reading I could connect as if it’s my story, very well penned. God bless you beta