Indifferent
and unstable too.
Quenched
every greed
Shook,
trembled.
Confirmed
alive.
Mind
travels,
And you
ought to follow.
Heart
believes,
And you
ought to agree.
Vision,
fades and decays.
Shades of
colors
And shades
of people
Greet,
embrace and extinguish.
Some share,
some steal, some fake.
You live,
deal, and outgrow.
Walking each
mile,
Projects new
hope.
May be this
is it…
May be, this
is it…
Or MAY be,
NOT.
Richer you
grow,
With every
new step.
Directionless,
aimless,
Like a bird.
Sailing in
the skies,
With peace
to keep company
Blissful,
lost, alive.
Walk one
must.
Walk one has
to.
Often alone.
With hope as
residue.
And currency
of experiences.
Distance
often,
Encourages new
folds.
A story to
tell.
A prayer to
offer.
A moment to
rememeber,
And a lot
more to forget.
May be this
is it…
May be this
is it…
Or MAY be,
Not.
