THE JOURNEY

Underneath the infinite sky,
above the ovoid earth,
anxiously,
he began his journey,
the journey to find answers
to questions brimmed,
perpetually in his head.

With each mile he crossed,
the more he explored,
answers started to pour,
but with each answer
a new set of questions
knocked at the door,
the door of his insatiable mind.
then he realised,
neither the flow of questions stop
nor stops the JOURNEY.

Fog

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.


It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route.

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf