Only Assuarances Poem by ritty patnaik

a lifetime passed
in the assurance
of a good life.

the old address,
the unfortunate,
misunderstandings,
have taken its toll.

the ice cold,
long breath of sorrow,
have all left me
in the grave.
arround which i hear,
whispers of loneliness.

only for them,
i whiled away
my precious time.
had so much faith
for my future.

now see all fingers,
point towards me.
i am like the dusk,
not belonging to night
or the day.!

the cloud,
coud not protect me
with its cover,
or the rain
could wash off
the fatigue of the day.

yet as each day pass,
i am left with the assurance
of a good life! !