There are times you ask questions
To find out Who and What and WHy?
But they may not always make sense
No matter how hard we think or try.
I learned to read these blank answers
With dark glasses and with no light
B'cos all that right now matters
Is to love you with eternal right.
Who's to tell which battle to chose
Or help us soar high up the sky...
Its just upto us to win or to lose
When God gave us broken wings to fly.
Nothing to pride nor regrets to be told
Is the way I see mine and your life
All we have's each other to love and to hold
Together we'll meet history with strife.
So wake up today to another long year
And chose to feel hope or fear or cry...
But remember whatever you chose my dear
Am your answer to the who, the what and the WHY??
- NOT another 'simple southy'.... Just call me a Madrasi...
p.s. Everything that rhymes is necessarily not Poetry...
Keep the Cheer!!