Chaotic maze

By Sanika Borse

Helplessly standing here looking at this calm moon

Constantly feeling like I am under this dune …

The rays of red morning don’t seem to appear

While this path towards serenity is unclear

Maybe cure to this agony I know doesn’t exist

And the blossoms of elation are hidden in the mist

As I try hard to escape this forest of qualm

Only for me to realize that I am deep rooted in this storm

So when this wheel of time ends

And the eternity of new dimension begins , maybe this chaotic maze won’t end until then ?!.

By Sanika Borse