By Shashank
(This poem describes a journey of a young boy with a heart filled with confidence of youth, but he is to stumble if he makes wrong decisions nevertheless.)
The path lies deserted in front
as he looks keenly
with no fright whatsoever.
Trees by the borders stand tall
as he smiles
with the first drop of sweat struggling to fall.
The moon as it proudly shines
as he beholds the majesty
with the heart pounding for the first time.
Wind howling through the silence
as he shudders
with sanity straining to strive.
He knows he got no way back
as he steps forward
and the countdown starts.
Shashank is a writer, who mainly writes about nature, love, life and emotions. He, however, tries to explore other niches sometimes. He does not have any prior publications though. He is always eager to learn, and loves to spread his ideas through his poetry. He is good, I must say!
