I have traversed miles
Deftly tried to handle my co passengers
Their fake love, their guiles
And my conscience trying to evolve!
It got broken, then got fixed, tried to bloom again
But got shattered,
Now in the process of reconstruction
That›s the story of my heart!
My journey stops after few miles
But my mind doesn›t stop there
It drives me to a fresh start
Losing or winning is part of my journey
I like being loved
I like being cared
But I love those who hate me
I›m trying to be perfect in this art
For this art drives me to a fresh start.