Today morning
I woke up late.
I woke up late.
With contemplations numerous
I leaned for long on my bed.
I thought about the days
That just passed by.
Memories of love and loath
Reverberated in my mind.
With Reminiscence of words spoken
It ached me hard
For it remained as broken promises
Without hearing back any echo.
Without hearing back any echo.
I wondered why?
The fate has a twist.
Yet I believed
Yet I believed
Everything is ephemeral.
I thought about the moment
I walked round the stupa.
Praying for eternal happiness
Not realizing prayer will fade in breeze.
I remembered the errs
That I often commit
Yet I seek forgiveness
Even if I am not wrong.
Thus I wronged my rights,
I wept for the values I have lost
Yet conscience shook me hard and said
"Life is beautiful only with Positive Energy."
Then I woke up and readied fast for the day
Forgetting all agony, I set out,
Yet here, the same reminiscence
It appeared in black and white.