Peace is on the other side of the road.
My road is thrashed and tinted,
But i have to walk till it gets glinted,
My road is having lot of heat,
I cannot find a shade for my burning feet,
The footpath is also falling apart,
Here comes off the paint that once made it a path,
While i walk my feet itched,
I realized i was barefooted and ditched,
Now the decision lies on my hand,
To walk this road or to amend,
Or to take a short cut and skip this road,
May be peace lies on the other side of the road,
As the journey gets difficult,
Is the walk even significant ?
From pressure and grief,
I need to find a breathe of some relief....
