End of the Trial and the Trail
Some days go by with a feeling that; it is but you fighting against the whole
world.
And years go by in a blink of an eye; it is but you getting used to.
strangers pass by treat you, an outsider; it is but you walking on their land.
Sorrows are stories that go unheard; it is but rambling to the deaf.
Heart that stares into darkness; it is but solving a puzzle, and missing pieces.
Something on your mind; it is but the elusive art of expressing, and receiving
love.
thought grips tight; it is but the stipulation of what is out of hand.
In the pursuit of what can grow; it is but falling victim to hedonists.
craving for different things; it is but being on the opposite sides.
life; It is but to know there is no god to say, "let there be light".
And then the end of the trial and the trail.
Copyright © Ravi Kiran | Year Posted 2020
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