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)
