Don't wait,It may be too late

-Vatsal Khullar

Lying down on the beach sand,
My gaze set upon the horizon.
I thought, there existed a world beyond the union
A world unknown to me,
A world unventured by me,
What was it like?
Why couldn't I ever look beyond my shell?
Cornered by such questions,
I set out on a journey.
It was one sans path,
It was one which would build the path
I never cared for those who lived beyond my vistas
But It was me was their focus,
In whose hearts, I throbbed.
My expedition could've been fruitful
But it was a little too late.
It was time for me to go,
Go without the last few words that could change lives,
The words which were more than just words.
I couldn't say the final goodbye,
As I saw them sobbing,
Not the ones I lived for,
But the ones who lived for me.
I stretched out my hand, 
But all I could find was emptiness in the air.
Something was lost,
I was lost .
That is all that I remember of them.


Courtesy: Boredom