The Way of Life

a poem by Prabindh

As time flies ahead
One thing ends, another begins
Wandering through darkness unknown
Facing love and hate
Finding honour and deceit
Stamped upon by guilt
Swamped under with emotions
Restored again with grace
Wounded by pride
And healed by mercy
Questing for answers
Till there are no more
Wandering through darkness unknown
With a feeling of getting lost
Till like a shooting star
A guiding light shines in the dark
And man emerges, victorious.