Show Me The Way, Honey!

Penned By B D Narayankar

I am at the crossroads
gazing at the roads

One is always complaining
it spreads its leg,
snores all day;
another wanders into a barren land;
one is tired
yet keeps on walking
on an endless journey

The one that goes through
the branches of solitude
is stale, silent
Yet another winds into
scalding wilderness

I am at the crossroads,
My Love,
gazing at numerous roads

One morning,
or my be one evening
you will come,
hold my hand
and point to me;
this is where we have to go

Tell me, Honey!