Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Not yet

God told me my hours were over
but I had no time to die

The saplings are young
there ain't any other caretaker
He must wait till the blossom of flowers

I reach the mountain peak
thunder blew away my flag,my victory unnamed
yet not the time to take off my tattered shoes

The music is dying slowly
a loud oppose from my own voice
bring the sounds back, it ain't the time yet

5 comments:

Vandana Bhatia said...

Very Well put up ..good you pondered on the subject.

In actual everyone thinks that death is going to reach us some years later, we are too young for it and have too many things to do, whilst it can be the next moment..ponder

Seema Garg said...

Any moment is a good moment for the Decider..
Its the decidee who dies :-)

Anonymous said...

Some People have Gold and some have Sky. Reaction from past makes them cry forver in life..

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