there were two roads
\none turning left and
\n the other ending in a bush,
\nafter a while,
\ni did not want to decide
\nif the road should make a difference
\nto the journey
\nthe leaves dried and fallen on the ground
\nnear the bush
\ndrew me closer
\nand the path ended but the journey began
\nthis time, i will not
\nlet the entropy of my inner self
\nresolve
\nhow far will i sow the seeds of flowery shrubs
\ni will just walk, and whenever the
\ncareless aroma
\narrests my will
\ni will stop
\nand smile
\nlaugh and
\nthen let the wrinkles on my forehead erode<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
there were two roads one turning left and the other ending in a bush, after a while, i did not want to decide if the road should make a difference to the journey the leaves dried and fallen on the ground near the bush drew me closer and the path ended but the journey began … <\/p>\n