Silences in the
noise cut right through the ear,
Blasting bursts
of light blinding in the dark,
That’s just you
and me together,
A reaction so
violent, a disaster unnatural,
An illusion we
are- an image distorted in the mirror,
A shadow huge
but blurred in the gleam- our gleam,
We took the same
road once; we took the same road twice,
Not lucky the
third time, we trudged along untouched,
A turn for the
fourth we raced each other to the finish,
Smiles decorate
the clocks we turned,
Tears not shed
for the desolate moments,
The gloom isn’t
our burden to bear, nor is the cloudy doom,
And here we are
at the crossroad again,
I don’t know
which way you'll go,
And nor do you.
Fate it was.. fate it will be,
ReplyDeleteNo matter what, we are bound by destiny.
Wonderful poetry Karan! Couldn't help but add to it!
Very true, destiny is something we can never discount from our lives.
DeleteFitting addition Bushra :D
Crossroads are scary but thats life. Wonderfully penned poem!
ReplyDeleteVery well said :)
DeleteThank you Ma'am...keep visiting..!!