Zillion pages on life and Humanity
He read in his youthful days
painting images of revolution in his mind
He thrived on verses and unread face
Alas! time robbed him of his equanimity
destitute of emotions, he survives
Strife-torn between truth and reality
Now he lays aloof like a sack full of lies
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It's too dark inside I don't want to stay here anymore I want to taste the glowing light please set me free, let me offshore My wind...
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In my place nothing has changed the languid breeze still fills the field and sunlight kisses the mountain range In my place the sparrow soar...
6 comments:
beautiful...
You are brilliant dude!! I just loved it... Few words, but encompassed the essence...
sack full of lies feels so grown up from the child-learnt "pocket full of lies"...
so in parallel!
n ow, those shots were from katmandu.
thanks for your words of silence.
good one....bhetor mone holo echoed bdly...
is it abou your ownself..by any chance? Be as it may, it is good!!!
@Tanaya: m happy that u liked it...BTWN .... Its about us ....keep walking!!!
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