Life Precious

 Roaming at the Edge of time,

Searching  for the end of line..

Nothing but only a tiny hope,

Stopping me with a knot of rope..

I wonder my life in future,

Taking time as my life tutor.

Life satellite is in it's path,

Making it better leaving behind the warth.

Cannot  escape from the life creepy knot,

Life will be full of long shot..

No one can , but myself  can do,

Crossing  the fear of life with a blew

                                       Akanksha 

*warth= anger

*long shot = small chances  to succeed