Crossroads Of Life

My thoughts when become chasmic

I swoop somewhere none can reach,

Highly isolated but

Something that is beyond ordinary,

Something beyond boundaries..

I become the ruler,

I become the slave,

I play all the roles

That no one has to play for me.

Life is deserted in the barren lands

Of no man’s land…

Where no one is allowed to enter…

Perhaps… no intruders..

Journey begins with

Multiple roads to be chosen..

Roads so narrow,

Dark and rough..

Time almost stopped.

In a void to find myself

Walking with no aims.

Trying to reach the destination

Where I see anything

Moving with my static mind,

Timeless journey to the unseen places.