There seemed to be a curve, But I still kept walking. Thought whatever happens, will be at that moment seen.
The caress to my soul, didn't look so grateful, Because blindfolded was I, I still kept walking.
Didn't care about tantrums. Nor about the future, Because success comes to those who takes risk, Was what I thought.
One day that curve, finally came to an end, Thought-struck was 1,
I couldn't understand.
The canvas of glass, that I painted with the ink of secrets and hope, shattered and made me learn a million lessons at once.
"Be yourself, rare, unique" they said, it had a vast meaning behind. but lost in my thoughts I was, I couldn't understand.
"Be yourself, rare, unique" they said, it had a vast meaning behind. but lost in my thoughts I was, I couldn't understand.
Then the wave hit me, I couldn't breathe in the sand, the thoughts that were shattered, got collected in my mind.
Those waves had drops, each one had a name, different moral each had, to make me understand.
That was when I decided, to keep swiming (working towards my goal/aim), until I reach the Shore (my destination)....
