The journey has been so long On the weary roads of life Gaining the things, to you they belong Not all, as some are lost in a strife
Countless miles you have covered With an infinite miles more to go You are drenched by drops showered Falling one by one with a pace so slow
You have tried hard to contemplate You have tried hard to surmise More hardly it accumulates Lastly what you have is suffice
You keep on climbing till roof Not knowing what you will get Whether it is near by or aloof With closed eyes, you place the bet
The dark clouds filled with water At peak all is achieved, nothing is left Soaking you to the soul like a blotter Telling you that like the drops, you are not bereft!
