My destiny has left me alone
As a lone pedestrian
In the midst of a solitary desert
I am eagerly thirsty
Quivering for a dropp of water
To quench my thirst
And to sustain my life.
You are a surprise, an oasis
Appeared hopefully in the form of a mirage
But since then I am drowned
In the ocean of confusion.
The site of the sea
Puzzled me like a golden deer
In the canvas
I observe wavy surface
Of a restless sea
And plenty of water
That steals my sight.
Madly I ran and ran
Searching step by step
To reach to the source
And to catch hold of my fortune.
But each time my hopes
And slipped out of my hand.
My search, my aspiration
My endeavor and all my attempt
To reach the destination
Still I proceed further
And march ahead.
A ray of hope of your presence
And my longing for
Searching you out one day
Keeps me move
I know not
Whether you are at all there around
But a feeling of your existence
Has kept me alive
And propels me to go ahead
Overcoming all impediments.
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