TS (05 April 1985 / Tezpur)


time comes
that you want peace
it happens
you want to run out of these

a big bass playing horrible tunes
of silence but every where is chaos

you hate
every single thing that want to care
your fate
every single step leaves you there

cry oh friend!
but I know you can not
try my friend!
but you say - no I won't

you want to
time stops for you
you are tired of being flop

you dream with
open eyes
and suddenly you scream with
cold tears

p a i n
yes it is difficult to describe
g a i n
oh yes! it will imbibe

in to
your last efforts
seems to
be the hidden supports

of your friends
mates and home
of your threads
bonds and dome

keep going...
as you want
keep singing
till LIFE grant

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beautiful put....Tarun the game of words played by us to glorify the pain