My Pilgrimage

MY PILGRIMAGE : His life was like a movie, That came in episodes. Seemingly, it looked groovy. And it centred on crossroads. The journey from his childhood, Was like a minute to his adulthood. Where he went through heartbreaks, Stumbled and caught in earthquakes. He met bad people who served him headaches, And good people who served him handshakes. There were ups and downs, Sometimes leading him to breakdowns. He went through a lot before touching down. And he thought he should have known, Looking back at his younger age. The issues he would face before he grew old. But he still believed in his pilgrimage, As he picked the pieces of his broken heart. And converted it into a beautiful heart. Now his life story ends as a golden art, Which is drawn and painted to be great. Well,this is an artistic piece of my fate, Of which everyone can relate. No matter what they face.