Passing Life

Shattered on the panes of truth

Saffron glass of woven fantasy

Nurtured with the food of dreams

Starved by the reasons of reality


Too much to escape from

Leaving crimson light of ego

But where to escape to

Is there anywhere to go?


Memories follow up

In the shadow of past

Holding hands of future

Living at presents start


Dimmed like essence of night

Every question of existence

In the queue to follow up

Life passes in confused instance………..





Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s