Destination destiny
Walking this long road I feel lonely at times,
Sounding like a cacophony of a million different rhymes.
Everyday is journey for a few miles out,
The tired bones head back home every night without doubt.
Bored of the repetitive routes I had etched to date,
Would uncharted territories change my fate?
Little did I guess where all I would roam,
As I limped back in pain, I barely made it home.
As I sat down and reflected on my whim,
Wondering if I should ever attempt to swim?
Resigning myself to my karma, I decided to float
Telling myself "Hang on to that steady boat"
Life is best when the sailing is smooth,
Concluded I had that that was the truth.
Until the monotony seeped in again,
And I started dreaming of catching a moving train.
As I ate, slept, worked and passed on the next day,
I realized I was missing every little ray.
Stuck indeed I was with an invisible self-made yoke,
All along, sleeping was I , but now I'm woke.
I took to the sails in the ravaging storm,
I held my breath and maintained my calm.
A broken bone and a bleeding arm,
Now, I would trade that over any good luck charm!
