Monday, February 8, 2010

Firefly..

I love myself because I loved my life..

But how does it feel to be standing at the edge of dubiety..

hard to comply because I share my fate with a firefly..

Little lights on their forehead..

they carry pain and sorrow,with happiness..

hard to face death,when you know it has become obvious..

do they really care ?


do they see darkness,despite carrying light ?

hard to live,when you know your own plight..

they do carry hope for a child..

sees the blinking lights,right behind the lid of their eyes..

They want to wake up,just like the night left them in dreams..
time is running,sand watch comes to scene..

I want to live till the closing curtain falls..

well engulfed in fantasies,I'm afraid to come out..

I shed tears,even when the eyes become numb

I used to adore life,for being a chum..

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