What I might have been...

Today again I spend my day
Chasing the shadows away
Doing the best I can
Faking a smile and being sane

I pick the pieces from the floor
Of trampled smithereens of broken soul
And try not to become
The kind of man that I am

I still latch on to a hope
That some day I will easily cope
With these nonsensical thing I do
To prove to self that I am true

When I turn and see all around
Crescendo of this useless sound
I take a refuge in space within
For a glimpse of what I might have been...

Poem by Ratish Pandya.

~ Prem Kumar.