Attracted by the rosy path
Littered with little primroses
On both the sides…
I took this journey.
It seemed so fascinating
To tread the unknown trail
How could I forget the elation…
The warm words of assurance!
Leading me into unknown ventures
Little help, just soft silence…
Pretense of leading, guiding.
This seems to be the dead end
Alone in the wilderness…
Staring at the desolate way
Congregating courage to trudge.
I sit gagged, staring into space
Towards the wilderness
The horizon so close
The rainbow so alluring
Forgetting that rainbow is transitory
And the horizon – a delusion
I still move on!
Who can question my mettle?
Who can doubt my optimism?
Who can distrust my capabilities?
Of making new pathways
Dead end is nothing but an illusion.
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