Categories thoughts A Retreat. Life thus goes. Post author By meenas17 Post date October 17, 2013 No Comments on A Retreat. With that I go getting in the flow forgetting the blow I walk with steps slow as very much I Know that everything in a row would crash down very low before that I would lose my glow settling more or less with a bow away from the relevant foe. Share this: Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Tags blow., bow, flow, foe, go, Life, Poem By meenas17 A lover of classical Carnatic music. An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood View Archive → ← The Way To Popularity. → Inventions All Around. Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.