Vexed I stood amidst the crowd,
A few hands outspread...
But none I held!
I wished to carve --
A path of my Own!
But didn't know what I ought to choose--
Go back and repent the wrongs?
Or just...
Move ahead, forgetting the past??
I'm standing still...
I can feel no pain,
I can hear no voice,
My mind is still lost in thoughts.
Eyes, all dried up--
With no more tears to shed!
The long day passed by,
And the darkness fell in...
My little heart is sinking in the sobs all night...
There's a query--
That still occupies my mind....
"Love, happiness, joy, friendship....
Are these for real...
.....Or mere illusion...
...Or...
Just...
A few abstracts...
Trailed by their antonyms soon behind.....?"
