Some doggedly settled fogs refuse to vanish,
Some drowsy dreams refuse to perish.
Some awaited springs now disoblige,
Some winter winds condole this plight.
Some clocks forget their tick-tock-tick's,
Some lamps still burn with exhausted wicks.
Some booms and dooms sound all the same,
Some barren lands have none to blame.
Some fissures of earth still wait for rains,
Some adamant wills still fight these pains.
Some morose tempers find their stay,
Some stubborn hopes still fight dismay...
P.S: Some author of Some book I read Sometime said- " End...when it comes, remains the only solution possible"...
I guess...it also remains the best solution possible...
3 comments:
Yes Miss shivani i stand by my words of u being our accy's very own paula coelho.....keep it up.....what nice poem yaar....
oho oho oho.. kya baat hai shivs.. :)
again shivani:) nice poem....jst wana add & say "life begins to end the day v stop thinking of things that matter & mean the most for us in life"...anyways friend keep moving ahead with such poems and article....godbless....
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