Fear has engulfed the poor human soul,

Tunnel is long and dark, no ray of hope,

Life becomes tough, when mind fails to revoke,

Thought of losing everything, big and small.

Born independent, we believe are all,

Then why are they under the microscope ?

Life got tough , when we did not row our boat.

Bondage of any kind was not our goal.

Life is a journey, redundant things leave,

It is minds play, you get what you perceive.

Clear creases of your ruffled life, look within,

Dispel the darkness, let inner light win.

This is not the end , just a little bend,

Have faith in him and live the life you dreamt.