AUG 11th
I woke up this very day to see someone, like a gentle soul, I moved on..
With de pain in heart even, had to slip my hunger for greater qualification.
I saw.. I smiled.. for the last time may be, but now I like being ascetic..
I hope.. I wish.. if those wonderful days were slaughtered before I was septic.
The days have passed, it's one year since ma vision is frozen..
All the ways I tried, lead to an erudition which is not yet a dozen.
Now it’s a tranquil fastened, to the era that is meant to be forgotten..
Not by myself yet, though they spoke that time rejuvenates the rotten.
Neither a new ally by any means, can elate de void it devised..
Nor the earth can drag itself behind that term if it has to be compromised.
The silence it showed was so brutal that nearly hacked me to death..
Lesson I learned is that never I use what I have learned form every breath.
Harikrishna RB
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