Wondering Soul of the Forsaken Path

The Disregarded Crying Wayfarer

Picture taken by Miguel Santiago

The wanderer seeks,

chasing morning’s golden rays,

lost in the afternoon’s haunting mist.

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At nightfall, a solemn hymn plays,

the autumn wind exhales with sorrow,

carrying the weight of fallen leaves,

like the forest weeps, upturned and weary.

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Miguel Santiago
Miguel Santiago

Written by Miguel Santiago

In the silent voices of my heart, I walk alone, where shadows weep and dreams lay shattered, like remnants of a storm long past.

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