Wrote something after almost an year . This poem narrates my experience and thoughts exactly an year ago . Great feeling, feels good to write again .
I sat lonely , tinkering with thought,
gazing at the broken window,
and the golden rays it bought .
Squatted in one corner of the room ,
silence took me into the past,
from glorious days to the present gloom .
Lessons learnt are engraved in stone ,
that both in sorrow and good times ,
its just you and you ,alone .
I have never blamed anyone,
its foolish if i should now ,
the damage has already been done .
finally , its time to make an amend ,
and like all other tunnels ,
hope this tunnel will one day end .
~Khalid
