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Wake Up Call I am convinced now, There was darkness in my journey till today; I never saw the beauty along my way, I did not discern my loved ones and now I pray, Never bothered to go back to any of my day; I am a coward and today I pray.
I remember few phone calls and few letters exchanged; Now I identify the aroma, everything changed, I linger in this yester year’s street; I had a life below these newly layered concrete, Help me remove the blackness of this path, Help me remove that blackness from my past.
I was never the man that you call now, There was darkness in my journey; I never noticed somehow, I can hear all those laughter’s from the distant land, Even remember the castle in the sand; I have come a long way, my friend.
I am drenched in this monsoon rain; Tear and water oozing in pain, Who lost? It’s a zero sum game! I can board the flight but today I will take the train, Let me trace each moment back to those rain; Back to my youth and back to Insane,
Tomorrow could be my last breath, And this, my last read, Tomorrow can change destiny, I have seen and lived with hope, so many, Leaving all that you gained, little uncanny, Your folks need you and your granny. Shamsud Source: jpcadmissions.wordpress If You Enjoyed This Post Please Take 5 Second to shareit.