As I face northward A heap of ash I see Whose embers be blazing O’er those golden dreams Battered and broken Those wretched things For in them lies A way to see The path to hallowed immortality But as the flames grow brighter We grow dim As we see our shine fading But one thing…
Tag: poetry
The journey will end soon
The journey will end soon” Just come closer. You taken my heart” don’t leave me for further. What do i do” Now love has happened to you. Currently! Just believe in you” Do not turn back for reasons few. I had love to you so unbeatable and you only got unreliable. And you only told…
I am who I am
I am who I am. Little perturbing, when I try to eagle-eye inside rather than outer limits. Perplexed, of course, when multi ways seem blurry to the muddles behind it. Out of sudden, someday, nowhere but on the bed and over the typing, I mess up with sorted ideas who say about courtesy to exhibit…
Fears
What are we afraid of ? Surely it’s not the fear of failure, the fear of disgrace It’s the fear of results, insults and maintaining the pace. It’s the fear of disappointment at the things we worked or the cause We fear the silence and that unwanted pause We fear the queries, and the what…