enigma
stretched right in front of my eyes
large chunk of barren land
of my dreams, my hopes
everything i lived for till date
shattered in thousand pieces
scattered all around , all over
i stood up gathered
my whole being
still bewildered still tired
where my life is treading
none had a clue
including mine
no where to go
and have no time
no plans for future
my present is sublime
faith stole a shadow
i thought was mine
and brought it to light
hoping would be a crime
so no hopes no dreams no aspirations
i get up to see a day
to chase the dawn
and face the night
time has challenged
my soul and my might
unarmoured and helpless
i am not
i have stood the test of time
now i dont give a dime
to life and its dearies
today my pen wont stop
lifted it up
not to write a poetry
but my own destiny
on my terms
and my lines.................
posted by meetu at 1:26 AM
2 Comments:
meet, no one can write a destiny for self at will. I am sure you know it well !!
i know it very well jac ....but i cant give up and be a mute spectator of my destiny's games .i need to hv the freedom of the player ,though i wont go against the rules of the game .....
:)
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