A rainbow washed away, <br />In a torrid rain. <br />An urge to fly <br />With clipped wings. <br />Beauty brutally raped, <br />Virgin body, battered soul. <br /> <br />In this weird world, <br />No surprise, I walk alone… <br /> <br />Desires burned away. <br />Hopes brushed aside <br />Dreams long forgotten. <br /> <br />Carefree steps, <br />A thumping heart… <br />Pain flows in the vessels. <br />Rampaging as a river. <br /> <br />A haunted winter night, <br />Remainig embers of guilt <br />Keeping me warm. <br />Notions falling apart. <br />Memories fading away. <br /> <br />A fresh beginning, <br />Every step. <br />Shadows chased <br />Horizons challenged. <br />On roads never visited, <br />Journey is the destination.<br /><br />Ankur Shrivastava<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-journey-38/
