Traveler Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

I was a traveler on that frozen road
Somehow I accommodate and showed
On that time which now I try to decode
That you might think I forgot

I was very lonely from the dawn to dusk
But the dark days were covered within the musk
Even I never feel bad when I know
It was turned almost a broken bow

Now the road is ruptured
Even the dark images of the evening
That I have yet captured
It is so long and mad that now I know
And yet my lonely mind is wandering to and fro

I know, I know
Because I have to go, I have to go
Even on my only broken toe
Maybe mystic what I am shaking
Either the hands of my friend or foe

Though I'm almost living on dying
Yet I'm flying else
I must go there on my broken toe
I must go there with my broken bow

@Musfiq us shaleheen