when u knw life can't stand still...
to let u breathe and live out of ur own will..
when it seems no more ,under ur control...
& all u do, is walk around without a clue...
aim's dreary and conscience weak with guilt...
about the time so ungainly spilt...
as helpless and dull as grey can be...
u go on ,coz a light of hope u still can see...
2 comments:
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ayesha
Bloghooped to yours' via Orkut...very nicely written...I liked the "snapshot of a bus" - 'the subtleties of life seems to echo within a bus'...quite introspective..
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