The WiseA Poem by sayandeep kunduFinally I got trapped For the good to get better and the bad to get better. I was the traitor Once.. But now the wheel keeps rotating And I sing But only Once..
Once the onus fell upon me to change the fools within me. I gleefully looked outside To see those parasites Creeping over my logic-bricks And emotional castles Castles.. that disappeared Into unforeseen oblivion- Like a cold apparition. And my freedom greeted me Like my mother. O brother! I am but your other self. I was in a prison once Only to let my vision Immerse into the lightning of your estranged darkness.
Sands of my time pass away like this I keep mourning my brother's demise.
I am but free today- To embrace the joy of life. Life that echoes the cheers of many, Life that purges the fears of many, Life that wipes the tears of my wife, Life that surges from the edge of a knife. I will rise forever from the ashes of tomorrow I will win this battle and rip off my sorrow There are stories to tell and memories to follow To chronicle the gems Of midnight dreams...
Dreams are but the lores of my granny Screams but the gore of tyranny Blood that shed in the years of death They sheared from this plane and helped me breath. Some crazy morons..Let them piss in their pant I am but free today In my native land.
Sands of my time pass away like this I keep mourning my brother's demise.
Let him not come again and fiddle with me I was so poor till I wanted to flee. I am with me after so many years, I have but killed trillions of jeers.
Peace .... peace...with peace, I last I last forever, till I trust The likes of you, O brother.
In the holy bosom of yours O mother- I want to die So don't cry...
Sands of my time pass away like this I keep mourning my brother's demise..... © 2013 sayandeep kundu |
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2 Reviews Added on July 8, 2013 Last Updated on July 8, 2013 Authorsayandeep kunduKolkata, West Bengal, IndiaAboutI'm a student..more specifically an engineering student..but beyond something akin to a social compulsion owing to which i had to resort to engineering machinery in stead of engineering my own mind i'.. more..Writing
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