Fixated on the board, figuring the dark picture
I sat there believing, that this would be another dream
As I felt cold, perhaps it my body which is getting old.
They say – ‘every dark cloud has a silver lining’,
But does the cloud realize that, do the birds understand silver when they see it,
The sun doesn’t pity and neither do the winds.
Looking out for freshness in air, softness in snow,
Smell of flowers or pain of thorns, the ones which the world proudly beholds.
I thought the world is small, coz I saw it all when she was in my arms,
We did great and I was wonderful, life seemed simple and yet so beautiful.
Someone up high wasn’t so sure, so paid a visit and left me alone.
Again they came and showed me the lining,
Which they claimed to be silver, but to me it seemed grey.
As I lay, I turned to the friend who at times when happy, was always ready to drown me clear.
Deep down the world seemed high, and ‘the rush’ haunted me for a while.
Adrenaline is a fast flow, people around, all crave for more.
It’s not a spark or a fizz of joy, it’s an addiction you just cannot hide.
It takes long to search for life, not much when you are on the wire.
As I stood perplexed on the ground,
With a picture in front claiming I AM GONE,
I just remembered what the world had said,
“Its DRINK DRIVE and DEATH !!!”
By Aditya Bajpai
30th Nov 2009
I sat there believing, that this would be another dream
As I felt cold, perhaps it my body which is getting old.
They say – ‘every dark cloud has a silver lining’,
But does the cloud realize that, do the birds understand silver when they see it,
The sun doesn’t pity and neither do the winds.
Looking out for freshness in air, softness in snow,
Smell of flowers or pain of thorns, the ones which the world proudly beholds.
I thought the world is small, coz I saw it all when she was in my arms,
We did great and I was wonderful, life seemed simple and yet so beautiful.
Someone up high wasn’t so sure, so paid a visit and left me alone.
Again they came and showed me the lining,
Which they claimed to be silver, but to me it seemed grey.
As I lay, I turned to the friend who at times when happy, was always ready to drown me clear.
Deep down the world seemed high, and ‘the rush’ haunted me for a while.
Adrenaline is a fast flow, people around, all crave for more.
It’s not a spark or a fizz of joy, it’s an addiction you just cannot hide.
It takes long to search for life, not much when you are on the wire.
As I stood perplexed on the ground,
With a picture in front claiming I AM GONE,
I just remembered what the world had said,
“Its DRINK DRIVE and DEATH !!!”
By Aditya Bajpai
30th Nov 2009
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