I donno, really not sure at all
Perplexed, lost in the endings of future
Only one single question, Today I ask
Sitting near some books, turning their pale pages
Who turns the pages of life?
one by one, every year
Today, reading the 23rd page
I wrote it, or am I mere a reader??
I donno.
Sitting in this serein weather I recall
each page when turned made a noise
don’t remember the earlier one’s
Actually don’t really want to
The last one, I turned made no sound
it just ended unknowingly
So, I read it again n felt
As if not got its crux….what it could have meant
Can’t I ask you for a wish, O Lord!
Can’t I read it again at least once,
Lemme do it once more
Lemme know what it meant
I won't turn the next page of life
Want to read those few pages again
Want to live that life awhile
Please, can't I ......
But God or fate or may be luck was not my side. I never read those few pages again. So closed my book and went away in the unknown, unpredictable, murky silence just with a colloquial smile with last few words , I remember I said
“Thanks God, but I won’t read any book again”
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