Engulfed in sorrow;shattered and lone.
Life is tough but so am I,
Even if skinless on ice I lie.
Shattered dreams whose wings bled so,
Didn't even show a path to go.
A path I laid through rocks and thorns,
Where it might lead my mind unsure.
The Heart is weak but my Mind is strong,
Hope my decisions never were wrong.
As I tread along the path halfway,
I do wonder if my heart shall cure or never it may.
But before dusk i hope to find a mead,
Where I can rest until again the sun leads.
And it continues.....
--Rahul S. Nair
