The call
I am bleeding
Every day in my thoughts
Being hanged in front of
My pen and papers
To draw the lines of my dream
Life rolls on bearing the born of time
Fire ignites my body and mind
Tobloom Pains and sufferings into flowers
Black humor and death into solemn hours
Even though I sweated, fumble bleed and hang
In the battle ground
Besiege by uncouthly armed foes
I cry silently everyday
Pray godfrequently for his grace
To my surprise, HE retreats his steps
Pushes meto the woods to advance
With my cries until, I find my way
Today with all my burning and distress
I learnt to read the face of
Wakeful moon and strength of
Snowfall years with the courtesy
Of my pains and tears
I learnt to throw my look at sky
To unfold the colors of blue and stars
To taste therainbow of passions and cares
Fears of mine burnt
Grass thread pinned me to awake
Sharp knife ruled my kitchen
By the grace of god
I relaxed now at my shoot out
Awake always in my heart and soul
Fear tempered I could hear the call
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Submitted on March 10, 2013
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Words | 197 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 33 |
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