Walking on the straight lane,
thinking that to be my destiny,
They stopped, 'you are made for that'
Thought about it.
Walking on the new lane,
thinking that to be my destiny,
They stopped, 'you toil on the way'
Thought about it.
Working hard on the new lane,
thinking that to be my destiny,
They stopped, 'You harvest the toil'
Thought about it.
Harvesting the reap on the lane,
thinking that to be my destiny,
They stopped, 'You harvested grass'
Thought about it.
Failing to tread on the lane,
thinking that to be my destiny,
They stopped, 'You are made for that'
thought about it.
Walking on the straight lane,
working the best of me,
They stopped, not hearing the words,
Thought about it naught.
3 comments:
Do you really want me to decipher this poem??? Well, i like the words and phrases used here....
but did u understand the essence... no one seems to understand it :)
Tried real hard ..thought from all angles possible ... the only guess i could make was the ending is tragic ....
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