Monday, 6 June 2016

THE BURNED WAY


I got Up Waking with me in ecstasy...
I Followed the Burned Way, Deep in the Slumber I made a Moment so Clumpsy......
Oh no...
I wont let the moments be wiped
As Long I am Alive...
We all Are forsaken identities following a strange way towards an eternity...
and I face a Final Judgement......
not known to me...
In the midst there is a game of Trails....and me in dilemma...
One To Hold on and the other to leave it in the script of my Life...
I am trembling and Shivering and my life is overtaking.....
And there is a lost blissful moment...
Together let us work for a while, set up the dreams and go on...
That's what am I doing ...
Following a strange way in an unknown soul...
Chanting hymns and there is nothing to conceal...
My life all a trial...
There is someone in the garb of white hue......
I am afraid of, Let it turn to be a stoned moment ...
and be it a still...
Don't want to follow, or plead or say anything ......
JUST ME WITNESSING THE LAST MOMENT ....
THE MOMENT I DONT WANT TO BE SHARED.....

BEENISH

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