The Project - 'life'

At the crossroads of Life, I stopped and turned around. No one to be seen near by, Not even a humming sound.

Yes/No - The two paths of Life, Seem blurred enough to go ahead. Can I have a third one of my own? Where my wishes won't be buried dead.

The road which I wish to choose, Displays a Do Not Trespass sign board. There is another way which is smooth, But then it doesn't have anything to behold.

The signals on the juncture confuse me, They seldom solve my questions, I ask, "Am I taking the right path?" Or are there some more confessions?

At all topsy-turvy points in Life, It's easy to say that 'we don't know'. I ask again, 'Does it really help in resolving matters?' Or it hurts to say a straight and hard 'NO'? Wish to set a deadline for this Life Project, Wish I had received a hefty appraisal. With so many unsolved puzzles in my head, Will I able to accept what is real? Facing Life, I understood as time passed by, Life is a bed of roses along with its thorns. Can never apprehend what's coming next, Even when we could hear it blowing horns.