Not to stop
Nothing has lost,
nothing has changed
except the will and wish!
Let me rebuild
with worn out tools,
great Achels kings
calls for not to be rustic
for not in use.
Comfort zone calls me,
If not me who else.
In weighting pros and cons
Days have seen too many sunrises.
Let this day,
daylight can fetch me some,
some food for thought.
This master hand,
tired of monotonous tasks
much to explore, much to live,
nothing comes out, as easy walk.
Let the path be struggles all around
Yet,
Nothing has lost
Nothing has changed
accept the will and wish, to be
Master of my own world!