Life, ye so mysterious ,yet so simple.
As a child, I wished I could fly with the Eagles high in the sky.
growing up ,I was focused on studies to make a good carrier.
Spring of the life was spoilt thus,
Now, dusk is approaching fast,
And so is the utter confusion , as to what for this all was?
I tried hard to search a meaning, but in vain....
I tried to find an ideal, that too in vain,
I tried to take pride in the service of the humanity,
But it was too hypocritical .
I am bewildered & utterly confused,
What inference should I make when I leave this earth?
Perhaps, it was the childhood, pure & innocent
the real meaning & so close to the truth........
As a child, I wished I could fly with the Eagles high in the sky.
growing up ,I was focused on studies to make a good carrier.
Spring of the life was spoilt thus,
Now, dusk is approaching fast,
And so is the utter confusion , as to what for this all was?
I tried hard to search a meaning, but in vain....
I tried to find an ideal, that too in vain,
I tried to take pride in the service of the humanity,
But it was too hypocritical .
I am bewildered & utterly confused,
What inference should I make when I leave this earth?
Perhaps, it was the childhood, pure & innocent
the real meaning & so close to the truth........
