By Bhuvana Balaji
I tread,
Through twists and turns,
A narrow path, a fragile line.
In the labyrinth of fate,
In the clutches of imminent dismay,
In the web of destiny's design.
Through perilous storms,
Trials deep,
And throes of danger's clutch so tight.
A breath,
A leap,
A slender chance,
A glimpse of hope,
A path to safety,
A moment's reprieve,
All I could pray.
Fate, a whimsical dance it weaved,
A narrow escape, a brand-new day,
A narrow escape, an answered prayer,
A narrow escape, a chance to believe,
Escaping fate's relentless chase.
To those who face fate's stark embrace,
May you break away from the edge of darkness,
May fortune grant you a grace to leave.
By Bhuvana Balaji