Monday, July 18, 2011

The End

Let the door be locked;
nobody's coming anyway.
Let the lights be out;
who needs to see me ?
Let the curtains be drawn
and Sun turn into Moon.
Let
not the wind blow
and bring freshness.

Let the phone ring;
it's just one of them.

Let the birds chirp;
some day they will perish.
Let the water flow
and take me with it.
Let the water flow
and take me with it.
Let the water flow
and take me...

2 comments:

srijan ashok said...

gud and aesome blog got to learn it from u.....

sanjay said...

really good poem..