Wayfarer... Poem by Tapashya Das Sinha

Rudeness beholden from midst of its heart
Destiny has left me alone
On moors of loneliness far apart…
I'm lost in ocean of life
I'm drowned in depth of tears
Recluse I'm on path of hope..
Bless me mercy; O lord! ! !
Thee merciless soul,
Mine heart is on burning coal…
Where doth my ecstasy lost?
Why doth my life paying its utmost cost?
In showers of blame in crowd of pain,
My soul is waiting to proceed to the kingdom f death,
Nevertheless;
Hell or Heaven…

This is journey of access to death vale
Indeed is the game of inhale and exhale
We quit us fail…
On broken glass of destiny
The lungs are bleeding
The palms are pleading
My hope is searching
The road of success…

Oh! Thou … Time;
I aid my hands to thee
Bind me with thy seconds
Let together we flee…
Oh! Thou … Time;
Tarry thee not! ! !
Carry me on thy wings
Let us together elope
on heights of glee…! ! !