Story of Sathya

FATE

I jostled against the tide of time,
nothing is left in the journey of life.

things were thought differently,
never meant to go in such hurry.

I bleed to death with the appalling pain,
fighting to the last for what i have not gain.

Is this what is stored in my destiny,
half way through my life’s journey.

expected so many avenues on the way,
but ended up like a seamless castaway.

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