Standing on this junction of good n bad
There is good in bad, n bad in good.
Standing on this junction of right and wrong
I wonder who is to write, what is right n what is wrong?
Distances shorten. Days forgotten.
A new start to try a new start.
I fly among the windy clouds
Your whisper in my ear
A name, not found
Who are you? and Where am I?
The horizon starts to fade
darkens and daze
A walk through the shadows
Of  lows and highs
I try to find myself…hidden sly
This junction of then n now
A terrible dream
Loud shouts
Not straightened crease
Failed attempt.
Try
I try in success
For a clear head
To look ahead
To a beautiful tomorrow
Without any sorrows
Oh no sorrows..!!