(Published in 'The Kathmandu Post' on 24th August 2013)
Walking through the cold sinister alley,
I feel the obscurity engulfing me whole
The fallen houses, the broken roofs
All of it makes me think of all the steps I took.
Everything is falling apart,
But, I still don’t know where I went wrong
Is it me that’s pushing away the bliss?
I’d never know if I’m not.
I stand in the eye of the hurricane
Preparing myself for the worst,
Even though, I’m scared of the muddle
I walk with my head held high and chin up.
Something behind me moves and every part of me quivers,
I turn a blind eye and look away from the chaos
It’s not that I haven’t faced things like this,
I had stood still and, again, Oh yes I will!
I know the hurricane will pass and so will the night
There’s dawn ready to sneak up to make things right
Until then, I’m going to be strong and I’ll fight
Beneath the despair, deep down I know things will be alright.
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