Sunday, June 8, 2008

It all comes down to this...


the wheel of time may not stop spining a day
yet another day but nothing changes
many counteless tears wd have fallen
still the earth buds n blossoms

frm the days in the woomb,

game is on to find the way back
as eyes open, ur stage is set..

n as its shut.. oh! i cd see it...

born in a warfield, what comes or what goes, who cares
life in a strom, a fallen flower is no martyr

lonliness in the heart last till the day in flames
walk in the dark, ur shadow may walk away,
u realaize u r always by urself till the day in flames

still waiting in the boat all alone for that land,
searching, fighting the strongest waves..
crying out in hope - nothing stays 4 ever..
thats urs this'z mine..
senseless circus of body n mind...
nothingz 4 u nor me
He owns it all, he takes it all!
whoz gud whoz not.. 1 who sees it all!

world, blames each other to find no culprintz
letz stand by the side n watch it all
its that kinda drama. lets paly our roles
all those faces needed, lets put it on
lots f turns to be taken, letz go on!
letz get it over, wn curtain fallsyet another life ?? ooh!!!

yes! i cd see what He wants...


3 comments:

Varsha Basheer said...
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Varsha Basheer said...

i'm impressed by your poetry dear brother .....you have real talent.....what depth and insight!....keep writing.....i'll check on you once in a while.

Jyothish C Kaimal said...

nice poem.....nice concept.....keep writing...:)