Classroom Musings VII
Desires
A day would come when I would laugh,
Breeze through the marshes of joy and love,
My life will have a meaning, it shall have a pause.
It shall have an existence more than a vignette,
Until then, I shall burn like a cigarette.
Burn like a cigarette as I shall be,
Fire at one end, at the other end thee,
Lord will I ever come out of this melee?
Can I be the one who lives on his own?
Free from the pain, which make me moan.
Makes me moan the things that will,
I want to go up and down that hill,
Where rays of hope shine on my window sill.
I know that day would come and embrace me ,
The gods will oblige and grace me.
Breeze through the marshes of joy and love,
My life will have a meaning, it shall have a pause.
It shall have an existence more than a vignette,
Until then, I shall burn like a cigarette.
Burn like a cigarette as I shall be,
Fire at one end, at the other end thee,
Lord will I ever come out of this melee?
Can I be the one who lives on his own?
Free from the pain, which make me moan.
Makes me moan the things that will,
I want to go up and down that hill,
Where rays of hope shine on my window sill.
I know that day would come and embrace me ,
The gods will oblige and grace me.
Comments
Keshi.
u mean tht u were weaving wrds of wisdom..in ur quixotic indulgence..while your teacher ws bz,dragging u to the vistas of TOTAL QUALITY MENAGEMENT:)
quite beautifully u weaved such beautiful symphony:)
hi i am sebia(shall i marrofy a dialogue..NAAM TO SUNA HOGA..as sm indian villain:p
good job done :)
waitin for more of these musings
keep smilin
GBU n TC
Manish
nice work :)
Thanx a ton :)
@Manish
More on the way dude..Wassup on ur side?
@Nidhi
Ya ...sumtimes :)
Wen I'm not musing.
neways... nothin great on my side just life goin on..
jaldi kuch aur likho :)
GBU n TC
Manish