Journey

In thousand directions my mind wanders,

In thousand ways it paints the picture,

Few paths were there for selection,

But thousand were the distractions.

In haste I chose one,

In hope that it’s the right one,

I stumbled, limped n even fell,

Panicked - Oh! What the hell!!!

N have come so far that can't return,

As you can't fix a broken urn,

Not even blurry that I can see an image,

N it all feels like a far fetched mirage.

But they say the distance doesn't matter, the journey does...

The destination won't teach anything, the experience will...

So here I continue my search, until I find it...

And hope all will end well as I expect it...