The Day
- Aniket Deshmukh.
The day was falling like night once..
I remember that recede of the light ..
it was trying to snatch my shadow too
because when i saw it , it was stretched towards receding..
someday I was so lonely.. thinking about the days .
days I have to see , and there was terrifying question .. can I..?
things to learn was so many but not the days
and so the nights too , for regretting ...
now on each thing I have to think deep .. only to apply..
and now some of the paths I have chosen ..
where while walking when I see back ..
I see no footprints .. and that's the very rumbling feel
making doubt on myself ..
things have gone too far to learn
and now there is no time neither a way ..
deep sorrows rise again .. when the day falls
while I was toiling to my passion other things have been lost
that's somewhat disgusting
perhaps still there are few days to overcome the tension ..
to prove the one myself buried too deep within ..
rise , rise .. make the days gone and nights beautiful...
No comments:
Post a Comment