An ever-flowing wave
Of exorbitant feelings,
Carried away
By streams of thoughts
Along the way;
The stony coasts of life
Where I stand still,
Watching the fall and rise
Of days and nights
Sounding inside me,
Pondering over
The silent flux of time...
Echoing sounds
Of topsy-turvy tides
Sneak into me,
I turn introspective
Only to find out
The ciphers of strides
All my efforts
for a naught, knotted
Yet the sonorous notes
Of my life
Sound soothing
And meaningful
Created painstakingly During the poetic sojourn As succor for the Soul.
