Day in and out, walking while knowing
that the lanes do not lead to a location, desired,
must indeed describe a possibility unrealised.
As harrowing as it is in acknowledging,
many walk such lanes, unsurprised,
and later either digress or end up redefined.
The connect with goals in these days
does carry a gravity, holding our hopes in the orbit.
At the centre of hopelessness,
life finds reasons to keep us all away from it.
A world for wondering wanderers
never fully takes a shape to define.
Similar are these lanes that many walk,
despite making a circle, they form a beautiful line.
It is never a place but a day
when the destination finally seems appropriate.
It will only be unfair if the wanderers stop and say
things which others are to find in their own way.