Lost in the labyrinth, a maze so grand
A world so vast, that's out of hand
A web of paths, that lead astray
A world of confusion, that's here to stay.
The walls so high, they block the light
A never-ending journey, with no respite
The twists and turns, that go on and on
A world so confusing, that we can't go beyond.
The heart of the labyrinth, a secret so deep
A world of wonder, that we can't keep
The answers that lie, in the heart of the maze
A mystery so grand, that we can't phase.
Lost in the labyrinth, a world so strange
A world of darkness, where nothing is plain
The whispers in the air, a haunting sound
Echoes of the lost, that can't be found.
The path I follow, leads to the unknown
A journey so perilous, that's not for the alone
But I will keep going, despite the fear
Until the end, I will persevere.
Lost in the labyrinth, a puzzle so vast
A world of mystery, that will always last
But I will search, until I find the light
And escape the labyrinth, before the night.
About the Creator
Riparian
A Boy Who Love To Write Him Inner Thoughts & Sharing The World & Something Sharing To Amaze People's
Inshallah
Istanbul is a city bristling with life, a place where past and present, sacred and profane, intertwine under the watchful gaze of the Sultan Ahmet Mosque. As I explore this crossroads of cultures with Maya, my nine-year-old niece and the daughter of my late brother-in-law Frank, and my wife Nadia, Frank's sister, I find myself on a journey not just through Istanbul's history, but also into the depths of my own beliefs. Staying with Maya and her mother Elvan, my sister-in-law, I begin to see the city anew through their eyes, and to understand why James Baldwin said it "revived" him.
By Geoffrey Philp 4 days ago in Wander
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