Evening Ramble

Sun just lost its haughty glare

It was that hour of later day

When one can boldly stare

Without a compulsion to turn away

I set out for a ramble

To ease my troubled thought

Not knowing my path did I scramble

As if to surroundings recently brought

In circles searched around that block

All ways were marked : pool and park

Just as you fumble searching among bunch of keys to unlock

So to different path after every few steps embark

As darker grew did it dawn upon me,

Without any sense of direction stood still.

There was no point in wasting time,

So the first passer by did I inform of my ill.

Gripping firmly his dog did he point,

Which shortest path would lead me home.

And newly revived energy in every joint,

So scampered I on path least troublesome.

He questioned if I am new in neighborhood?

Though a dweller and a few years passed,

Yet am lost as I have never understood

Those winding ways that I have crossed.

But learning to figure out my path.

I set forth to cross seas and explore.

Determined thus to face aftermath

Of situation that lies in my store.