I was glum and somberness followed,
nothing seem right, every path was hollow.
Strings attached were losing its grip,
moving ahead there was a chance to trip.
Thoughts were mighty and dream stark,
life seem to an end and everything dark.
Away from the world,somewhere in the corner,
a soul was weeping recognized as mourner.
Never did I know that a ray of light will enter,
from the keyhole of room and reach that corner.
Light touched the soul and filled it with life,
Rest seemed to dissolve with an end of strife.
