There are no profound thoughts Lurking in wait Biding a moment Of introspection Analysis and conclusion Life’s pages are lived On a daily wage Of bearable work Endurable enjoyment Surmountable aftertaste Of egoistic flights Contained for the day By compliance Purloined to ease The strain of that day
A dream what is that exactly, a reason to live, love, laugh, follow your heart. His heart, her heart, your heart, my heart, their hearts even our own hearts, from that first newborn smack on our baby bottoms, to wail
The wind swept trees stand tall like Hercules with all his strength, for here in this place lies the dead and dying of mankind. Here in this turmoil we also see God. Within the desert the winds are stirring again
Last few days at school, where saplings grew as flowering plants, aroused sentiments and camaraderie, friends became relatives, teasers- mates. First and last day in college, turned to be morning to noon. Diffident souls of first day left as inflated
As I was reliving the past in stillness of the night, Broken vows and promises held my eyes tight. Of the familiar ones did I see, Some are lost in the flowing sea. Parted roads did we take, Lonely souls
Gone are those days when We didn’t need to think about calories before eating. We didn’t have to plan everything in advance. We didn’t have to decide what to wear for a party. We didn’t have to check before speaking.