I Was There

I was there, at the mountain’s summit,

Deep-down, I was nowhere else but at Abyss.

I was never worried about falling down,

Indeed not rising up.

Have you ever done things at the mercy of guilt? I did.

Did you ever cringe in grief to overcome fear? I did.

What have I accomplished? After all!

However, life taught me a different lesson,

Every time, which is not of my interest.

There was hardly any difference between life and death,

When nothing is permanent.

Your success is not actually yours,

Although your failure affects others.

It is not about the destination, but the journey!

Is it so easy to give up on self?

When you are the face of many,

What happens to the ones who follow you?

Why do people opt for a permanent solution for a temporary problem?

It may take a lifetime to achieve things where you ventured in all along,

What is the point in leaving, amidst a race?

Not to forget, you know all of these would happen eventually.

Despite, why did you leave midway?

Unfinished can never mean Complete.

Not being fair to oneself is also a Crime,

At the end of the day, it is another end.