Lost In The Maze
My existence fades away,
I have forgotten where I lay,
My past in front of my eyes flickers,
And my future with itself bickers.
Ask time, he knows,
Since when in this maze I have been trapped,
Again and again to this stone red,
By everyone, I have been whacked.
Sometimes, those sweet old memories do twinkle,
But my present blocks it completely,
Infinite times, this life I have tried to read,
But, its words every time successfully camouflage themselves.
Overhead the death-clouds blow
The pace of this life is unbearably slow.
In my whole path, only did insurmountable challenges did God suffuse,
But can I forever about this fact muse?
PS - This too, I wrote in school, in 10th most probably.