The Sun sets once again, and once again I feel alone…
Like the dark nights are unfamiliar and much over grown. Every desire like dies down…..with the disappearing sun… and all my glooms are back in.
The sea shimmers and the sky sparkles with the rays of joy…………… and I wonder sitting by …
Why do I fall apart (in pieces) when the whole world rejoices …….. and a - glares the night…… why do I ponder alone and sigh ….. why is it that I cant learn to adjust … why is it that I fright the night……….
The night (my life) is too long and tedious……. And the journey gets just tougher with little sight (no support or lack of vision). The path I trudge along is poor and weak…. Stony and messy and I want to be safe …………..
And that's why I hate the night coz life's nights are too long to be alone. And fall the destination out of sight…
I hate the night [glooms] coz I thing only to be safe [think only about myself and get selfish] to me my existence is important and then to be brave [take the risk and move forward in life]
I wait till dawn to be doubly sure.. that the rays foster my pace [people guide me]
And there's when I lose it all …….. where the bright light lets me down to abundant mistakes ……no where do I go… no where do I begin stand right there trying to focus my attention……..all the day does is glare at me… make fun of my condition and disregard ma effort mystically {strong comments from people ……hurts ma heart so bad] It over and over distract me, teases me and there is when I fall a prey…… lose my identity and my destiny .. and ruin everything in the bargain…………………….
And again and again the night turns in…………. and the harsh cold wind sways…………… Lost in this lofty world to make a place to stay. Where Am I lost Oh lord tell me once I pray………….. Where's my path to which way !!!!! [how do I move out of this swirling way/path]
I changed every direction…and moved every way… till I found that life's night just get stubborn and stop my every single way….
"Life was not a source nor is a destination to go… life is not peoples thought or presence but a night to grow…. (Overcome fears and keep taking step forward leaving the past)
Life's night is not a mirage of oneself but its hope to further vision and source of unrest…. Life though is not a trail to watch the path smooth……….. but life's night is a merrier and cooler path to follow the moon through………
Thus without distractions of the inner self I reach my destination smooth…… near I was .. near I am… I realize that life's nights ( life is everyday anew) are with us to get us out of the groove… "
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