Tuesday, March 20, 2012


From Google Images...

She runs towards the place where the light streams from,
She hopes it will get brighter with every step forward.
Meanwhile the clock ticks with its usual freedom,
But its rhythm is not musical only to the poor coward.

It will be pitch dark before it is bright again,
Even if she moves ahead in the same direction.
Come night or day, she has to be sane,
For courage and dignity lie in the journey's completion. 


ashok said...

well written...

Nimmy said...

Thank you! :)