At Every End...

Life’s become a maze
Nothing visible in this haze
Am losing out in life’s race
Bet I am in last place

Frustrated at my hearts silence
Confused about my existence
To my past I wave goodbye
Like clouds, them memories pass by

But, ”You have a choice!”
Pleads my inner voice
“You can move on, mustering enough courage
Or sit and brood, forever in this carnage”.

I’ve decided, I will be tough
That am sure will help me through the rough
To every end, there is a beginning
I will take my sorrows as my awakening.

[First Place Poetry Competition, Vasavi College of Engineering, 2006]