On an unknown road, in a moonless night I start for home Not sure of reaching my destination As death haunts the place I shudder with fear of unknown But for the light of love I am engulfed in darkness My guiding voice inspires me, Shows me the right way, Makes sure I'm safe And then... It's time to bid good night!
Meek, timid and lonely soul I, Speck, take the sidewalk in the world of words Boisterous, Gigantic words push and shove me On the road less travelled I bump into a group of meaningless wanderers And turn Spectacular
Thoughts often do the same to me as well!
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ReplyDelete:) I guess it happens with all of us
ReplyDeletenice poem, Charu.
ReplyDeletereminded me of a haiku by Basho...
Sick on a journey –
over parched fields
dreams wander on.