Maze

For an unknown destination,

Running on the paths

That run below the feet,

Without a reach…

Blind and mad,

Hurdling here and there

Round and round

In a lifeless dreary dessert,

With senseless senses,

And motionless emotions…

Even words fumble

To fall in the array

For the same tedious expressions,

On and on, year on year

Clueless journey continues;

Lost the grip,

Passion is fading away,

Beauty beckons beyond subconscious,

Reason reckons nothing beyond the anonymity!