Stitching My Life
The shoe I wear it pinches
The cot where I lie it aches
And when I walk on the road
I stumble upon by potholes.
Still I walk on with
Aching foot and aching back.
The opportunities I found,
it slipped
The desires I made,
I ejected.
The dreams I dreamt,
it vanished.
Upon my head a blue sky
Beneath my feet the ground,
I believe -
Heaven and hell you make
With your deeds.
I raced with time but
I'm left far behind
Will no one lift me up.
So from today -
I'm stitching
my torn and patched life
with the needle of a new day and
the thread of Hope.
Copyright © Kiran Bantawa | Year Posted 2013
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