The Journey

The days pass,
With shattered dreams I walk,
When life feels like a race,
I look for peace of mind and solace,

I rush watching the sun floating to the horizon,
Wishing I would stop someday,
To gaze at its beauty as it descends,
Drenched in the light Crimson,
When the earth dances to the Symphony of cold breeze,
I return to my shelter,
Feeling ill. ..

This is not what I was searching for!
This is not what I was craving for!

Though stripped of everything,
I have hope to illuminate my heart,
Cutting through pain and resentment,
I walk a victorious path..