Someday

My sky is full of fog,

My sky is full of dust,

A single hope of ray even not skimming my aim,

Still, I am steering on my way.

I am unaware of my future,

I am unaware of my past,

I am just obliterating the trouble,

I am just presiding to my way, 

Nights became frozen on the path,

Days are full of scorching heat,

Even though I am not resting down the lane,

Because I want to be on the way.

Legs are spurting of pain,

The body of mine is not helping me to ahead,

Even though somehow, I am heading to the way,

Because I want to be at goal someday.