Life's Journey Poem by Natarajan Ramaseshan

In my journey from
womb to tomb,
I seek treasures
and all pleasures.
But, the path is perilous.

I stumble at the pot-hole ego;
thorns of anger make me bleed;
stones of envy halt my speed.
Sensual snakes lurk in
every shrub, waiting to strike.
Devils of desires haunt my jaunt.
Peace becomes a pacing mirage.

Yet,
Hope, my sole friend and
love, my soul's sweet music
soothe my wounds to
make my travel
sound, steady
smooth and safe!