Trampled Flowers

the days go on and on
i wonder
how life would've been
with different choices
with few other scenes
life is a little crumpled, a little in dismay
but isn't it like the flowers
trampled beneath the feet
still fragrating
still very much the serene aroma
still the beauty
just a little crushed
is how i see it now
like the sun rays peeping from
behind the dark cloud
there is a ray of hope
in life which never goes
i knew it all along
but now i feel the sea waves on my toes.