#WritcoPoemPrompt23

At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
Sometimes soft, at times bright...
Sometimes wrong, at times right...

At the end of cross roads,
There's always may or might,
Sometimes left, at times right...
Sometimes back, at times ahead and straight...

At the end of the hill,
There's always the height,
Sometimes fresh, at times pride...
Sometimes new start, at times acheiving prize...

© Pinku Dutta (Divyansh)