I still have few breaths left;
Should I give it to death!
Or reconcile for a life;
Short, but this time wise!!
Memories of yesteryears;
Envelops of moments,
Glories of childhood plays,
Hiding behind sun rays!
Now when the moments of truths surface,
I run behind time;
I don't have a face,
Those tamed emotions embrace,
I squeeze some droplets from hope,
And reinstate my empire of thoughts,
I have not lost;
For I have tried,
For I wanted to rise,
In the backdrop of sold love,
I multiply emotions,
In a burning stove,
Fuelled by time,
I reign!
And when I leave this place;
I have not given up,
My dreams were always ripe;
I encountered vice;
My own device!
