Crossroad Poem by Shruti Goswami

At the cross road of life,
I wait an eternal wait,
Love eluded me, deserted me long ago.
I waited for wisdom to dawn,
But the mind believed otherwise.
I tried hard, and my heart yielded,
The mind refused to budge.
Confused, like one lost amidst dense woods,
Of artificial walls and barriers;
I knew I had the strength,
When everyone else left me to die.
Friendless, forsaken, lonely and broke,
But everyday to the call of birds,
My mind still awoke.
Introspection was all that I had,
To find what kept me alive.

Faith it was, in humanity,
That makes me thrive,
I am at a crossroad,
I am not ready to die,
Wings of faith and warmth of hope,
I know that I will fly.