• arunavhazarika 53w


    Solitude goes in vain as we see the end
    People moaning with pain among broken amends
    Crossing the fence of happy and sad
    Somewhere partly between lives, there still lies a hope to keep me alive
    Eyes through the graves into the still dead
    Closing my eyes, soaking the feelings lot of things gone unheard
    But when a light again shines bright, among the faded lives
    For there shall arise a forefather to look after us all,
    I open my eyes,I venture the sun, and make out a cheeky smile
    The forefather's here for us, a momentarily glance that I hide.