I Want To Live
The day passes by
At the gigantic speed of a bullet train
I can’t help but watch it go away
The aspirations are tossed in the air with a jerk
They keep soaring high in the sky for sometime
Like flares of rotten paper
While descending they land on my face
One after another
Like the dull evening light slanting upon barren fields
I want to bask in the day light
I want to live every moment of that glory
But alas,
All I can see at the end
Is just a thin trail of dust
That keeps pricking my eyes.
Copyright © Vivek Katikar | Year Posted 2015
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