Why don't i sway my way.??.

Barefooted I am walking on a way,

A way with thorny pebbles all around,
etching my feet in a manner,
Which i don't know , how to convey,
A beautiful pattern of red was seen,
It aches , it pinches 'n' it leaves me restless,
But i don't know ,why don't i sway my way.

Walking non stop with a thought in my brain,
May be ,i'll be relieved n'er again,
Perhaps i was on this way cuz i hadn't any other,
But soon i was able to see another,
What i could see was a grassy lane,
May be it'll relieve 'n' 'll not let me feel any pain,
Doesn't matter ,whether i walk non stop from dusk to dawn,
But still i don't know why don't i sway my way..

With eyes full of questions , i turn back,
That red pattern eye to eye staring me,
surprisingly ,smiled at me with bliss,
And replied even without being questioned,
"Its 'cuz' you love this way"...