Dark Poem Vol I – Poem 6 (Dedicated)

A heart sinks a little,
Footsteps trace back to the valley of darkness,
Whatever he touches turns to dust,
He knows not why,

The journey he thought that led him to light,
Now seems bleak,
He wanders amidst unknown terrain,
Yet, this path seems familiar,

He seeks shelter in a cave,
A cave he built long ago,
Where he stays aloof from the world,
In the shadow of his own misery.

A LETTER TO MYSELF: NOTE ON LIFE

There have been times, troubled times. Many times I have wondered will I ever make it? Will I get through this? Will it ever be? Every time life has indeed surprised me with wonderful opportunities. Unfortunately, as I get more comfortable, life goes for a toss.

I guess I’m tired, drained from all this. Need to break free, break away. Recently, I did get this opportunity. Again it seems bleak. But that isn’t keeping me back from doing what I feel like doing.

Then again, what would life be? Spending time alone. In the boulevard of desires. Well, I’m planning to move abroad. But, alone. That doesn’t mean anything unless. Haa, yes that statement will remain incomplete for sometime. I wish I could put this entire charade, no debacle.

Waiting, struggling is what I have done till now. Don’t know how long I can put up with this.

Note to self: Move ahead. Life is awaiting. There are many people who you inspire and have great hopes that one day you too will do something great. Be someone of importance. But for now, just focus on those who believe in you. Be reason you want to exist. Only time is what is left at hand.