Give Me Another Chance

Give me another chance to sip life I am waiting impatiently for someone to shout silently tickling joy of life in the eardrum of my imaginations so as to become alive as rabbit I want to feel young like twice born and Proud like a peacock with a peahen Time is bickering at me bitterly youthfulness is vomiting rejection every time I move in herds of heifers sweet life is slippery like salamander I’m told my face needs irrigation Whenever I pray for the sun to rise, the moon rises and sets in the east When I invite luck to knock at the door misfortune raise up her hand in presence telling me she has been deployed to look after me forever in gloom If only I can get even a faked chance to be young and fresh as bamboo shoots I shall be a worker bee in the field of life