Invisible Walls And Hope Poem by Rajesh Gurung

He reaches his hands out
Where are the walls?
He wanders about
Rising each time he falls

Fumbling for the door
in the darkness
he thought there was for sure
A way out of this madness

Are there walls at all?
Or is it an endless abyss
where a wrong fall
leads you to emptiness?

Heaven offers no hope
of a burning light
Hell bothers him not
with its bottomless plight

Sapped of his will, wearied
he fights no more
when ahead a light he thought dead
shines, the darkness opening a door