Gold is precious but not as the free wind,
What has a great value and what has nothing.

Answering the question, is not an easy thing,
For all we are just captives, in a shell called the human being.

Driven by the demons, closed eyes to prevent seeing,
Chasing after the madness, in search of nothing.

Enjoying  the company, oblivious of our well-being,
Throwing away that’s precious, losing everything.

Lying here, on my bed,
All alone, little bit sad.

Scary thoughts, clouding my mind,
Running wild, turning me blind.

Latching on, to the past,
To memories, never meant to last.

Searching for, a miracle pill,
Helping me, to strengthen my will.

Giving it, all I got,
To fight, the battle never been fought.

Hoping that, I never quit,
Crawling out, from the demon's  pit.

M  arching forward, leaving the aches behind,
A  wesome season, spreading the sunshine,
R  aging calmness, one of a kind,
C  heerful melodies, the feeling so divine,
H  ealing potion, gifting eyes to the blind.

Life is nothing but a page,
In the great book, hidden in a greater maze.

A blessing for some, a struggle for many,
A journey to the end, if there really is any.

Don’t be fooled by the way it shines,
To see the true picture just stand in line.

Await your turn to be briefed and dazzled,
To understand the enigma, the all great puzzle.

Change is a way of life,
Be it for better or for worse.

Smile through the wilderness,
No matter how adverse.

Build memories along the way,
Which helps to heal what hurts.

Good ones to cherish forever,
Discarding the ones that curse.

Not a great writer, not a great man,
Just an average being, in His grand plan.
Trying to hold on, trying to understand,
Giving it all I have, to take a firm stand.
In search of a savior, who will lend a helping hand,
Taking away the doubts, all that I misunderstand.
Help me so that I can turn into the golden sand,
A medium for creation & new life to expand.
For this is all I have to offer & hope that I don’t get banned,
When I conclude my journey and reach the Promised Land.