opposite side
i see the bright side before me
but i cant see the dark one which is behind me
i see many faces smiling before me
but i cant see the faces crying or laughing behind me
i could see the stones and dust before me on my path
but i cant see the storm which is coming with a rapid speed from behind
i could see and understand the presence of present
and the hold the memories of my past
but i can not see the future
for every thing there is an unsaid truth
as we cannot see the opposite side of us
like a mirror behind a mirror...
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
opposite side
i see the bright side before me
but i cant see the dark one which is behind me
i see many faces smiling before me
but i cant see the faces crying or laughing behind me
i could see the stones and dust before me on my path
but i cant see the storm which is coming with a rapid speed from behind
i could see and understand the presence of present
and the hold the memories of my past
but i can not see the future
for every thing there is an unsaid truth
as we cannot see the opposite side of us
like a mirror behind a mirror...
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