I cross a bridge <br />in hope of solace <br />but as my ineluctable destiny <br />designs adversity, <br />a question lingers. <br /> <br />I seek to resist <br />the appalling change <br />but the pain is inevitable. <br />So in the midst of my flight <br />a question lingers. <br /> <br />I hum a bemused tune, <br />mystified by time. <br />And as the ruins of my <br />previous self pass me by, <br />a question lingers. <br /> <br />I see a ray of hope <br />cause it wasn’t long back <br />that I knew solitude. <br />Not yet vanquished, <br />unrequited, that question lingers.<br /><br />Akanksha Bajaj<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unrequited-13/
