A Week Without Sun
20th February 2022

A week without sun,
no breath for days,
my joy lost in the mist,
my life journey a maze.

I must endure,
cos that’s what we do,
I look to others,
‘do you feel this way too?’

They’re too busy to say,
maybe too busy to care,
but their pictures look nice…
I live in despair.


Winding path, Manang, Nepal

Crossing a Grey Line Index, Moments The Big City
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