Being Me

Words are finite sometimes, for what you want to express Dark Thoughts are infinite sometimes, when the wrong words are not suppressed Wheels of life are driven by the actions thoughts and these words u say A wrong move takes you on a journey unplanned in an unexpected way You hinder, you curse, you fight, you cry And life follows the path you may not have desired You call it destiny, you call it bad luck But it’s always the outcome of what you have done And most of the times because what you have not done Desires and reality are always such an irony You swim through storms, you fight the odds, you cross the mountains In a hope to meet, at the other end, your dreams and colourful fountains But then you look back with triumph and power, feeling like a conqueror And then realise, your helplessness to achieve, dreams lost long and u a failed warrior Life still goes on till your stream of blood flows A spark of hope still exists, amongst the darkness of anger, devastation grief, it glows You absorb the darkness and ignore the hope You blame the people, you blame the god, With jealousy, hatred, rejection, despair filled within you You take the life on a path, filled with gravels And then you complain Life is such a rough ride, not worth the travel But the hope still ignites It still awaits for you to ride this chariot of life on a better path You question the hope sometimes The path of hope with hurdles many and with dreams unfulfilled How can it still free you from the pain and promise a better life Hope smiles shyly and says If I had promises any and dreams which come with guarantees and warrantees Dreams would be finite, with limitations many Sky no longer would seem pretty And stars would seem like a waste of galaxy Yes my path has bumps and end result is unpredictable But I am always the reason to make life pleasurable. The time you absorb this hope and rise again They say your life has taken a transforming U turn and back on right trail. Your desires may be new, your fights will be different And to be honest desires and reality will always be an irony There will always be time of sadness, pain and defeat But to rise from it and cling to hope Your passion, your spirit, your outlook Will make this reality good when you close your life book!!!