Based on Robert Frost's 'the road not taken'
I am going to an unknown destination I am not sure I will know when I have arrived I walk with a firm belief that this journey is all I have This journey is all I wanted This journey is all I will get I may scream and cry Or my feet may get tired But the road won't give up And I won't leave the road I passionately desired I don't know how long the walk will last Nobody in sight to inquire But the walk is mine, so is the struggle And I will create a place of mine before I retire I look ahead, I look back Sipping on my ginger tea The quiet of now, the chaos I crossed And the anticipation ahead sets me free I learn I tumble I fall I create And no joy surpasses that I am walking but the pace gets slower I urge to make this last I don't know if this is where I stop If I was the first one to arrive But a truck full of happy, young kids just passed Nodding at me And the flame continues to thrive ------ Attended Rupikaur's poetry workshop recently. It was refreshing ...