At the beginning of the last time I would like to be lost in the dim As I came from the almost dark Live long to seek the light The destiny of my last moment Do not know whether light or dark This is the reason of a hark All my deeds directed in the flash And resulted in a supper clash As I sensed temporal light and dark And pass through the mundane park All sense sublimated in the fume At the juncture of light and dark Like a blind dog to the delicate air Do nothing but only bark and bark. Anil Kumar Sharma 30/08/2014
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 05:34:24 +0000