Toddler's Thought

Orphan in the night I walk,
Roaring silence amidst no talk.
Wailing within,sobbing out,
Prone to tremors ,torn with doubt.

Trapped by an unearthly night,
Eyes of mine know no light,
Toddling often,tripping more,
Crawling on with pains soar.

Trembling again I reach out to thee,
Gone thou art,nowhere to see.
Thinketh that I must trod alone,
Stumbling ahead in the path unknown,

Orphan in the night I trod......