As the year walk
Towards the fire of ending
With a cheer rather than
A quiver of sorrow
I look at it with that
Great admiration
Wow. How brave it is
Courageously moving to immolation
Without a turning back
Coating regrets or despairs
But content as a soul seeks
The eternal release
Even in me, a sorrow took birth
For I lost a leaf from
The tree of my life
My inner self yearn for
A protective shell so that
Death never finds me
To take its turn on me
Mixed up in a crystal bowl
A few sadness and grief
And a handful of
Love care and memories
I still would take
A dozen of guilt that
I wish to set free in the
Coming year as petals of roses in the air
That fly high like uncaged after an infinity
Before this year get over
I desire to share
Love to the unloved
Care to the uncared
Support to the unwanted and
Redemption to the sufferers
May the coming year be
The best times in everyone’s lives
To convey happiness and equality
For the souls are shapeless
But they live in different shapes…
Souls are shapeless...thats true..
ReplyDeleteAnother year is saying good bye..and we all are at different part of world...
Wish we can be together some time next year..
Love u all...
urs munnu.