Praveen Kumar all alone in this cold rainy morning inside a dark smelly alley i see an old man sleeping away his final days wandering around in this cold rainy morning compass swirling all over my life was put on a pedestal and in one single moment my fall from grace was swift and sudden
water, water everywhere yet i was this lost sailor searching for a drink i am in control of a rudderless ship stuck in the middle of this vast windless ocean (of life) trying to sail away to safety
like a motorist stuck on a busy highway i am reaching out to all to help me get on this road (life) again on and on and on they come and again and again and again.... all speed past like a bullet out of a gun
the battle has been lost leaving scars aplenty stuck in the middle of this crazy highway (life) alone, battered and bruised this war rages on inside me....... i am fighting a war that has no end and no respite a war to stay alive until the end.... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- note: there are multiple meanings to this poem. how u read it defines the meaning you derive out of it. in some ways, this is inter-related with my other poems.
