Caravan

Sharp bend
on the threshold of life
patiently watching
the unfolding of the day
Behind the dark blanket
like moon behind the clouds
Will you ever come here?

Reticence

You cover your face from munificent shines
thinking these tiny footsteps
will never take you forward
As your promises revealed
dreams are hard to achieve.
Then why you wonder , as it all went wrong?
why you sit alone and ponder ,by searching deep inside
finding nothing; no excuse
perhaps with time you shall know
life went passed like scenes ,from running train's window.