First was fresh and second; up and down !
Was life my little puppet, or was I the clown?
So summoned up a little from white to black and brown
....and gave a THOUGHT
Can world be rather clear not colloidal; and life be as straight; not tidal !
Can fame give you healthy relations; and one with knowledge is one with salvation?
Can connections made stay some long; and connections lost, again hold you strong?
Can voyage done,stay forever; and a dumbstruck pal be some clever ?
Can hearts be open and mind no sly; can a mere dream of wings make you fly?
....then came a SECOND thought !
That the world is not twisted, its the vision; and sometimes life is a series of bad decision
That fame is just a matter of fiction; and the one with power is the one with jurisdiction
That people around can decide your fate; and sins ain't 7, anticipation is eighth
That life itself is a long journey; and power must be yours....no attorney
That flying can be done by thoughts; and dreams are created, not bought !
....Finally came the THIRD THOUGHT !
If land would be straight,there'd be nothing to learn; and this illusion of vision will everyone yearn
If there's no power, there's no allegiance; thus no eagle lives, just a sky full of pigeons !
If all do good, there's no cunning fox; since sin is just a way, out of pandora's box
If life's a journey , there are no miracles; still one has to step, there is a pinnacle
If one shall dream,he should walk ahead; cause when human will fly, birds will be sure dead !!!
what perception ; appealing !!
ReplyDeleteliked it.. :)
and the backdrop too !
Superbly written...:) :)
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