How dare I feel the pain...
When loneliness ruled in all those rain...
Who gave me the rights to crib...
When I hoped only for some feeling in my rib...
The rights to sulk was never mine...
For the angels grace was much more than divine...
I ask..Is it right to think myself so lowly..
A voice replied..this realization can only be holy..
For the grace was not mine to obtain...
It was only my luck that could not refrain..
The absence which I may feel..
For it; was never and never will be a big deal...
I was living the happiness which was leased...
But How dare I even question its release...
I can only render a cry...
But then How dare I even cry...
How dare I...
How dare I...
4 comments:
andar bahar !
haahhahahhahah.....ab jyada time hone pe aadmi yahi karega :)
oh my god.any one can c rohan rai thru and thru via his blogs
hahhaha dont say that...let the mystery still shroud on the being kalled me....
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