Ride

As the fall began to subside

I decided to go on a ride.

A ride of destiny, where

Life was encapsulated

As a song of the labyrinth.

Jaw dropping sunset

Chirping birds

Twerking butterflies

Mighty mountains

And flowers swaying

All with their

Enchanting spell

Welcomed me.

As I had started

My wanderlust

I saw somewhere

There was an old woman

Sitting on the broken

Wooden bench

Wearing a white saree.

Her pale eyes were

Looking gently at the kids

Who were playing around

And silent tears

Flowing from her eyes

Touched her wrinkled skin.

I went ahead and saw

A boy holding his result card

With anxious heart

And sweaty hands

Was about to enter his home

His trembling hand

Was unable to open the door.

Somewhere else

A husband and wife

Newlywed they appeared

Working from 9 AM to 9 PM

Returned their home

Only to find

An empty silence

And lifeless walls.

And then

Far away, I saw the sky,

Blinking stars,

Beautiful moonlight,

Adorable scenery,

And a heart-wrenching tale.

I pondered a bit about

What is life, for what should we thrive?

What is destiny, why it is so lonely?

What is good, and what is bad?

At the end of the night, we all go to sleep.

We all work hard and We all keep striving.

We all fall in love and we all want to have someone true.

I tried to recall

About the days I had

Lived so far

Suddenly I realised

A white light

Was gleaming

From my body.

Then I saw

My lifeless body was lying

Getting soaked in the cold water.

Yet a pleasant smile

Seemingly evident

My spirit was carrying.