I have heared the voice of almighty
My days are numbered my faith has been decided..
the pale yellow is nothing but the dying sun
is it the voyage of destiny?whispering in my ears--
pack up....you are done......
my dreams are now shattered
My pensive soul carrying my worthless body
and lying continiously,
yet to leave...yet to leave
I remember
it was my dawn
and the sun was a gorgeous bride
I was shinning,smiling like the white orchids in her hand
and was spreading the breeze and light
Then it was midst of the day
in bare foot..on the pitch road I was struggling
the sun was in the upper sky showing its anger
destiny was unknown,but the urge was familier
I did not know then, that I was actually living my life......
then........
I came to know
the wheels of destiny is no more slow.
knocking my door and I am hiding like a coward..
I knew
The storm I suffered through or the hard times I faced
were just the part of serenity
the real serene is yet to come..
But I am addicted to the devinity of the haeaven called earth
How will I leave its temptation and charm
I am no loner
still I have to be alone there..
No thunder will make me shivered
no gaze of silvery moonlight will make me wondered..
the brigde between conciousness and emptyness I have to cross
and then darkness will take over my soul,my thoughts..
and I will fade into oblivion
---
And then one day...
the voice inside me
roared,
echoed....
does every plant grow to tree?
does every bud become flower?
some die in the early dawn
some never see the midday sun
some has the days numbered right from the beginning
some never get chance to feel thunderd shivering
we fear to lose because we gain
think about that bud which dries before its first rain
and gains nothing,not even a single pain
Now I know
I can drink my last peg in pride
and can propose the toast to the health of life I have lived
I can bid my last good bye in joy
because I have enriched my life
with experience
I am mortal but my jorney is immortal....
Friday, July 2, 2010
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