*A Small Poem written during a free hour*
I look up and there I see..
Branching leaves, above my head..
Shadows swaying, beneath my feet..
Patches of sunlight, on the ground..
And I know..
That I am lost
I walk fast and I walk straight..
Thick mystic bushes, mark my path..
Dense thorny branches, unlock my wounds..
Then my path, splits into many..
And I know..
That I am lost
I look straight and choose a way..
Crawling snakes, make that way..
And that way, leads me on..
Then I see, a dark damp tunnel..
And I know..
That I am lost
I walk fast and enter the tunnel..
Glowing hands, beckon me to the other end..
And I know..
That there is HOPE
And NOW I know..
That I am NOT lost....
I really think that i still am confused about what i want to do in Future..
Signin off..
Shruti..
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