Isle of beauty - Poetry

These dim corridors of fear,
Fumble the weary travelers,
Unsure of what they want,
Or,
Even what they came for.

The light through the leaves,
Shimmers down,
to light up the lives below,
Only,
It goes unnoticed.

Crossing by a boat,
On this waves of emotions,
Of dreams and hopes,
Was an island,
Surrounded by people of thoughts

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