Along blips and dips of times,
Endless road and wailing chimes,
Repeated offences and recycled crimes,
Wars for pennies, nickels and dimes.
Running and charging like raging bull,
Bearing all life’s pushes and pulls,
Victim of destiny inflicted maul,
Whims, quirks and maddening brawls.
Non-stop emotional rollercoaster ride,
Washed away by the tremulous tide,
None but own shadow was by my side,
Groping in the dark labyrinth of my pride.
(C) K. Radhakrishnan