Like the Transient Clouds

Call it a journey or an adventure, 

But, often confronted with bitterness is our life.

So transient, as the flash of spring lightning,

Euphoric moments are too ephemeral,

Though people often says

Happiness and sadness are but a state of mind.

Mind like the untamed pet as it wanders; 

It ascends the crest and falls to trough.

Often through chaos and confusions

Inner strength is ragged with devastating blows,

When so ignorant and apathetic the environ seems,

Shattering the hopes of survival as the fittest.

Worldly phenomenon is a real roller-coaster,

Each changing with fleeting moments.

Words of past though it reverberates now,

It just remains like the echo from distant rocks

Without a genuine tone and liveliness. 

As mood swings, traversing a life is exhausting. 

Home, the embodiment of bliss is away

And to reach there, I lack a pony to ride.

The gracious parents are beyond hills

And here, I lack an affectionate host.

My mind, it longs for the temperate breeze,

Yet, into scorching sun of tropical plains, I drench.