I was a flower half bloomed
Life plucked me from my plant
I looked blank and wanted to know the plan
I was thrown in the river of feelings
Searched for a place to stop sailing
The river was rough and passed many hurdles
They made me hurt me each passing day
My journey was endless the river never ending
My path was tough rough and bending
I searched for that sea where river will meet
Where my journey will halt and my life will be complete.
S