Poem 12 turmoil - ZorbaBooks

Poem 12 turmoil

The never ending turmoil 

I want to soar high,

high and high,

but

will I be successful in my endeavour,

will I meet my target,

or

will I be unsuccessful

what is unpredictable,

there is a confusion,

there is a conflict,

there is a chaos,

the turmoil never ends.


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