This road of life I stand, lost and aimless
Like a stranded boat afloat midstream…
I stare, I wonder…and look for a way
The path’s shrouded like a mysterious dream.
And through this dense did I tread…
Brushed by leaves green and gray
Scraped in stints by thorny hedge…
The journey was darn tiring I say.
Yet I lingered like mist over water.
Memories of yesteryears streaming past…
Like the reels of a romantic movie…
Shades of emotions zooming fast.
A stick in hand, I but made my way…
Towards the gray, unsure yet firm…
Hoping destiny to come to my aid.
Rhythemic 