Unknown faces like a sea
Unknown whispers like a stream
Unknown eyes unknown feet
Pursuing unknown dreams
Unknown griefs unknown sorrows
The city lends and we borrow
Unknown sons unknown daughters
Unknown mountains to climb
Unknown lives unknown partners
Reveling in unknown triumphs
There's no end to unknownness
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Unknown streaks, unknown marks
left best, unknown
nice man..though did not like the 3rd nd third last line of the poem..but tempo was good, though wish it was bit more longer..
ReplyDeleteNice thoughts! When we believe in what we cannot see (unknown) then we begin to see what we believe in.
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