THE JOURNEY-4
With the sun, shower and winter overhead
I walk along the thorny and lonely path
Carryinga heavy load on my back
Life probably means nothing
but load and walk, pain and gain
And I am born to ensure it again and again
The pathway lengthens, weight inflates
In lateral inversion falling and rising,
Leaning, jerking and arousing
I run and run breathlessly;
Dreams drift away
Unbearable aches repay
Tear filled eyes, physic and mind,
Tired body seeks to rewind
A handful of shade
And eyes get closed when cool breeze beheads.
Forgetting all and everything I dream again
How beautiful life is shaken!
Endless is the journeyso does distasteful dullness;
The road never ends
Never ends the walk
In the midst of pain, I dream again
Handful of earth and sky
I feel as if I am a big nothing
In quest of life, its definition
Within the ambit of pain and pleasure
Dreaming and enduring
©® SmrutiRanjan Mohanty
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