Infinity Maze by Sinikiwe Phiri
And fate's maze entraps us, taunting with echoes of abandoned dreams,
Where shadows dance, and darkness gleams.
In labyrinthine corridors, we search for escape,
Yet every path leads to a familiar ache.
Memories linger, whispers of what could've been, Forgotten melodies that
once stirred and gleamed.
The ghosts of love, lost opportunities, and time, Haunt us still, an
eerie, bittersweet chime.
In this endless maze, we wander, lost and alone, Chasing fleeting hopes,
yet finding none.
The echoes of our footsteps, a haunting refrain, Remind us of the dreams
we've left to wane.
Yet still we hold on to threads of shattered light, A glimmer of hope in
the dark of night.
For in the heart's depths, a spark remains, A beacon guiding us through
life's tangled pains.
And though fate's maze entraps, we'll find our way, Through shadows and
light, to a new dawn's ray.
For in the echoes of abandoned dreams, Lies the strength to rise, and new
beginnings' themes.
And fate's maze entraps us, taunting with echoes of abandoned dreams,
Where shadows dance, and darkness gleams. In labyrinthine corridors, we
search for escape, Yet every path leads to a familiar ache.
Memories linger, whispers of what could've been, Forgotten melodies that
once stirred and gleamed.
The ghosts of love, lost opportunities, and time, Haunt us still, an
eerie, bittersweet chime.
In this endless maze, we wander, lost and alone, Chasing fleeting hopes,
yet finding none.
The echoes of our footsteps, a haunting refrain, Remind us of the dreams
we've left to wane.
Yet still we hold on to threads of shattered light, A glimmer of hope in
the dark of night.
For in the heart's depths, a spark remains, A beacon guiding us through
life's tangled pains.
And though fate's maze entraps, we'll find our way, Through shadows and
light, to a new dawn's ray.
For in the echoes of abandoned dreams, Lies the strength to rise, and new
beginnings' themes.
One of my peoms from my Poetic Triology "Echoes of the Soul"