Monday, May 31, 2010

Without wings I fly
under the carbon sky
the wind tries to catch me
the breeze sings me lullabies

the night speaks me of death
I say what's life without a little risk
at the corner, I turn
As life bades me the final kiss

I take the last breath
I hear your voice and your cry
tonight ends the 'rational' in me
I smile, 'everything is possible if try'

1 comment:

Vittaldas Prabhu said...

Nice bit of complexities of an involved mind. :-) Nice work.