The Road

By Dhritika Deka

The road is blur, lonely, dark and cynical

The path leads to an untold treasure which is yet to reveal

It has ample of stumbling block but there's a vibe of strength.

Trembling and young greenery trying to get on their feet

Laying out the strength of never giving up to each passer-by.

Far away there seems some happy little ones

Holding hands together, moving into their own fantasy.

Unknown, soft and kind souls moving for their day-to-day plays

It seems the road specifying each moment of ours as life.

By Dhritika Deka