How Many Times
How many times,
I should turn a blind eye to those reminiscence Just to
catch the hour of the day.
How many times,
I should make myself happy with just those moments passed by-
The mere thought of which makes me yearn for more.
How many times,
I need to conquer down my own fears- just to look ahead and
Never turn back.
How many times,
I need to learn to look beyond the darkest hour into the realms
Of bliss and sense of fulfillment.
How many times,
I need to turn around for the daunted tasks,
I had dreamt of and left around.
How many times,
I need to look back for those mistful eyes that I’d left to cry-
Not knowing how to console them ever.
How many times,
I need to look out for a chance, that in spite of being devoid- still has the roots
Deeply ingrained in myself.
How many times,
I need to pen down, the same verse repeated over and again- going down into a
Blind ally from which nobody has escaped yet- I shall never know.