solitary road

solitary road gets much longer
with solitary soul walking
it never seems to end
bereft of goals except to walk
since nothing worked, or will
nor will i try anymore harder
sun will soon set
i will then hang my boots
to dry them off their grit
whence i shall call sleep
under the open skies
tranquil, even if i am tired
i am satiated with it all
for my life is blessed
because i came alone,
walked alone
and now, i totter alone
nothing given, nothing got.

~Ajaya Khullar~

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