To let the scream out;
To let the emotions sprout.
Neither I have the will;
Nor the courage to speak out.
'Cos I am in a cloud that has the power
to destroy me,
from within and without.
Is this a mirage?
Or is it a real one?
It is somewhere there about.
A mirage, A reality –
Only consequences can
figure it out.
This is the first of the eight poems collectively titled " I am on my way"