The candle of hope flickers,
The end of the wick is near.
The black of the night only thickens
There is no dawn of my dreams here.
The walk is getting tiring
And I am weary.
The hand I long to hold
Is nowhere near me.
The wait for the first light
Is longer than I thought.
Does this tunnel have an end?
May be it does not!
5 comments:
A light at the end of tunnel.
the guide to the road of happiness,
which is soon set to unveil
lasting for ages, standing tests of time
and got to stay with ya forever!!!!
wow.. tht was really nice.. we always keep waiting for the the tunnel to end... but we never realise there r paths in between which lead us to the light of hope..
thoda jyada fundoo hogya.. lol :)
just my imagination...
the fallen leaves express the signs of hope..hope of new leaves... the dead leaves recycling itself into life.....new life...
What if we make the tunnel itself enjoyable, instead of waiting for the pristine end of tunnel?
Just a thought!
m feeling the same thing these days :(
life is gng to hell
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