Swing with the wind

With the hunting past,

& fearing future,

i left, living in the present.

Sun in the dawn

& dusk aren't same,

nor the seasons remained same,

yet i stood looking my past,

hoping to come again as same.

Every step i lay towards future,

fear drowns upon me,

for, more than i am getting on it,

i am loosing.

In greedy of the life that's gone,

& hopeless to the life that comes,

i left with loneliness,

for i failed to,

swing with the wind.

-Ravi(R)