WALKING DOWN ON LONELY PATH,

 WINDS SMEARING DUST ON MY FACE,

          WITH EVERY STEP DIFFICULT TO CARRY MY WEIGHT,

 THINKING WHY LIFE BEEN CRUDE TO ME.

WITH DISTANT MEMORIES OF HAY DAYS

 GATHERING STRENGTH TO CARRY MYSELF,

 I WALKED  DOWN UPON ENDLESS PATH,

 PUZZLED WHY LIFE IS FULL OF THORNS,

          WITH EVERY SUFFERING IT PRESSED LITTLE HARDER,

SUFFERING NOW A INDELIBLE PART OF LIFE,

DASHED ASPIRATIONS , BROKEN DREAMS,

 VACUUM THAT FILLS MY HEART,

NO ONE TO LOOK AT ,NO ONE TO LOOK FOR,

  LAST SUPPORT THAT WAS CLINGING,

 BETRAYED WITH NO TRACE.

THOSE I LOVE NO LONGER WITH ME,

COLOURS TURNED BLACK.

  FRIENDS RELATIVES SEEMS FAIRY TALE.

THINKING WHY LIFE BEEN CRUDE TO ME.

EMOTIONS SEEMS ENIGMATIC ,

TURNED PETRIFIED  LIKE CORPSE.

 DEATH'S SILENCE PIERCING EARS,

 EYES LOOKING FOR HOPE,

TURNED PALE AND GLOOMY.

SLOWLY SLOWLY WITH CLOSING EYES,

   NEVER ENDING INDEFATIGABLE PAIN SEEM IMPATIENT,

 HERE I LAY GASPING FOR RAY OF HOPE, JOY,

WITH CALM SMILE,

 WITH NEVER ENDING SUFFERING,

WITH EACH SINKING BEAT,

       LIFE SUDDENLY SEEMS FULL OF COLOURS,

 NEVER DID I FELT LIKE THIS BEFORE,

 ALAS!! ITS TOO LATE.

   

  ~ADITYA NANDA.~