I thought rain drops are like angel's tears,
They fall and die.
But when I saw my eyes in the mirror ! I was wrong ..
I had to take a shower to hide those.
Thy created the land for me to stand.
I made a well to ponder myself, can find no where !!
Sitting beneath a pale tree..
Not even a skylark to whisper
I closely observe, my heart beats, loud.
Let my eyes be wide open, expecting something.
Let my ears urge for melody,
Till dawn falls.
I was on my way to the Oracle, where my deity lives.
On the dusty path I stopped ! A beggar seeking alms..
I looked down upon and reached my destination,
Sitting on the door of my lord I realized,
I was no different from the begger,
It is just my wallet was bigger.
I built a sand castle in the sea shore.
I was never afraid of the tide.
Every day I pray for the snow to fall,
to see sun shining on it'.
I never thought of the owl,
which screams in shivering dusk.
Harsh bark!! took my dream away,
I stood in the corridor of reality,
Found ! those are fighting for food.
I found you again and again - around,
I thought it was 'de ja vou'..
But now when I am counting my last breathes,
I have a strong belief, I will come back.
They fall and die.
But when I saw my eyes in the mirror ! I was wrong ..
I had to take a shower to hide those.
Thy created the land for me to stand.
I made a well to ponder myself, can find no where !!
Sitting beneath a pale tree..
Not even a skylark to whisper
I closely observe, my heart beats, loud.
Let my eyes be wide open, expecting something.
Let my ears urge for melody,
Till dawn falls.
I was on my way to the Oracle, where my deity lives.
On the dusty path I stopped ! A beggar seeking alms..
I looked down upon and reached my destination,
Sitting on the door of my lord I realized,
I was no different from the begger,
It is just my wallet was bigger.
I built a sand castle in the sea shore.
I was never afraid of the tide.
Every day I pray for the snow to fall,
to see sun shining on it'.
I never thought of the owl,
which screams in shivering dusk.
Harsh bark!! took my dream away,
I stood in the corridor of reality,
Found ! those are fighting for food.
I found you again and again - around,
I thought it was 'de ja vou'..
But now when I am counting my last breathes,
I have a strong belief, I will come back.
© Joydip Publications ~
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Great buddy....
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