Hello Awesome,
It’s been some time since I posted in my blog. Its been tough few months and I was on a journey to understand what I want from life & needed to get my priorities right. In the process I needed to keep all my little hobbies of travelling and writing aside for sometime.
But now I understood that setting things I like on side will only make the process tougher. So I am back and what better way to start than to write a poem about the situation at hand.

It feels like I am drowning in an ocean, With a wooden log barely enough to support my emotion. I don’t know how I ended up here trying to avoid the commotion, Choking to death not knowing where to put my devotion. I was optimistic about finding my callings at first, But I couldn't see any island nearby which could quench my thirst, And drinking ocean water in the process only made it worse; Falling into this loop which eventually became my curse. My prune fingers gripped the log as tight as I could. My shivering body sent out ripples around my driftwood, Hoping help would come my way looking for the source. But of course all I got in the end is my self remorse. I waited for days, months, years maybe, How can I ever be sure? All I know is the blazing sun & the freezing moon taking me on a tour. The day and night, summer and winter, heat and cold, I prayed for these meaningless cycles to end while my purpose unfold. I am done waiting in these god forsaken water waiting for relief, I picked a direction and started swimming, clinging to my belief. I don’t care if the direction is wrong as long as I am moving, I am sure I will find a place somewhere I feel like loving.