A lone soul in the night,
searching for some company,
but no one seems to be in sight,
except the cold silent symphony....
A lone bird in the sky,
searching for its new home,
as nothing seems to meet its eye,
for ages it may have to roam...
A lone traveller on the street,
without a place to reach,
without a wish or a whim to retreat,
moving ahead he wants to preach...
A lone child in its tiny cradle,
without a reason to worry,
unaware of its life's riddle,
or how the future may be gory...
A lone wordsmith at his table,
with thoughts devoid of a reason,
trying to pen down a little fable,
with love alone and no treason...
Nice poem man.
ReplyDeleteI liked the verse on the Traveller...
'A lone traveller on the street,
without a place to reach'...with no place to reach.
'without a wish or a whim to retreat'...nice work.
But, what does he want to preach??
This can be d English version of 'Tanhayee'....watchout Javed sahab this boy is eating up ur market...
ReplyDeleteYou are getting better day by day...
ReplyDeleteThe rhyming scheme is perfect...
Cheers!