What wastes away is life.

In a world devoid of life,
however hard i strive,
i move two steps into the past,
for my every inch i crawl.
My steps are weak,
my existance langour,
hardly walked a mile though,
feel have crossed the desert,
with burning eyes-scanning the horizon,
for an oasis.
And realized that life is an errand.
where the roads always go-
from pine to pines.
And what wastes away is life.

Well,back again!

It feels quite eerie to start blogging again but i guess many friends wanted to see things going this way,in short to see me blogging again.It's all due to mohit and ekka,two of my good friends that i start blogging again.But sorry people,for reasons well known to you,i won't use my old account,those days are gone and i don't want to relive those horrors again.So cheers to this new space!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!