Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Half Life

The day I was born, the night sang four songs.
Of life, of love, of joy and mourn,
In two I slept and two I remember
Life was about sorrow, pain and anger

The cup half filled with grief and misery
The other half, I never knew the mystery
Years turned into wrinkles on the face
I wishfully inching towards my grave
Hollow promises that I could not keep
A ray of hope is all I seek

Then came the night in my slumber,
I heard about love and its wonder,
Soon life found its unshackled mirth,
Its a new half-life for all its worth.

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