A Song…

A Song…

I can feel the night behind me,

The fading light sucks the old tree;

Feel the rain in your face and feet,

No one can feel that for you.

I am in love!

The world is ignorant about this life;

You mockery adds to this tide,

The tornado changes its course;

Leaving traces of undying remorse!

Today, I saw the children grow,

It redefines my time and age;

The mountains ages with grace,

Signs of fragile human race,

We can be early or late,

Life in the edge of a razor blade;

How many died;very few we can trace!

The grownups are still growing,

Needy still borrowing!

I wonder what you think;

How you think?

About life going down the sink,

What you feel?

What you feel?

When you steal!?

Happiness from the heart;

How you feel?

Hollowness- from the very start?

Where do you go?

When you are low?