just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
a day gone by
lost again to the sky
tried my best
on minds behest
yet ended where i started
like everyday today also departed
sitting n planning again for tomorrow
lets hope, tomorrow would not be another sorrow
lets hope someday there would be a new today
a new sun would rise..n would stay
little by little time is slipping
gaining victory over my destiny
but as always, i am still waiting
for the end of this tyranny
either only i would survive
or ill realize, i never survived
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