Cradle Of Reincarnation

Life becomes worth,
When it achieves its spirituality.
It seems as if I have lost,
In an infinite time machine.
People around me seems to fade away,
And things seems to rotate….
…..I stand on the cradle of life,
Yet to be discovered,
The soul purpose of my life.
Still miles to travel,
And years to ponder.
Hana Basheer

B3 English

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