In desolation I’ll have to live this life
I’m quite sure
For in no one have I found a companion, a friend
I’m n’t able to get along
Be it a brother or age-old mate
I’m afraid
Will I ever be able to find a soul-mate?
In my dreams aloneI hope to find one.
Times have gone of golden age
When there was someone
Whom I used to talk with
And gleefully used to laugh
Now a shadow dark is over me cast
Which I’m afraid
Will never drift past,
In silence listening to Mozart,
Alone in my majestic room
I sit with gloomy air
Reading lives of people ruined
A faint lamp burns by my side
Seeing the kindling fire
I’m lost in profound thought
One day I too shall burn in it
Or will be six feet under carved
A life-size spider slithers in the curtain
As of my death it might be certain.
This world is full of beauty. We just need to realize it. While living in my hometown situated amidst the green hills and centered by a lake i learned to see every aspect of nature and even human nature in its wonderous beauty. Gradually with time i began to write it down in poetic form and here in this blog i present it to the whole world which no more seems too broad with the aid of internet.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
IN DESOLATION I'LL HAVE TO LIVE THIS LIFE
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