This journey

A eerie fear fills the soul
Traveling along an uncertain route
Having no clue of its end
You continue striding howsoever
Part of it enveloped in black
Other shimmering with radiance
Hours are spent through autumn
Days enjoying the breeze of spring
Everyone around seems occupied
Togetherness being confined to futility
Or maybe you're more keen
Your hand shakes seeking another's
Lonesome you become in crowd
A few lights glitter here and there
And few more winters to endure
None knows how many moons to go
With an anxious and courageous spirit
You still stumble, towards the zenith.
©Nazifa