Wrong Lane

Heart a spirited air-plane,
Marked to no particular destination,
Meandering through runway of life,
Again took off through a wrong lane.

A boon or bane?
Penchant for falling again,
Asked for direction to dreams,
Life pointed to the wrong lane.

Pleasure in pursuit of love,
Invites rejection's pain,
Sand castles of hope,
Always built in wrong lane.

Desires are insane,
Milieu different I am same,
My obsessions are scarce,
Only available at wrong lane.

People suspect deliberation,
A propensity to seek heart ache,
Imagine I thrive on hit and run,
Perpetrated on wrong lane.

Left-right left-right,
Left propriety rightly vain,
Parade of self restraints,
Marching off to wrong lane.

This blank ticket to future,
Once bore someone's name,
Indifferent of queue today,
I seek one in wrong lane.

Innocent twinkle in your eyes,
Intrigues me to reach for these beacons,
So beautiful yet unclear from distance,
Is it you at far end of wrong lane?