I

I
                                       My search begins from my birth 
                                    In all days and nights in all roads and lanes
                                 Till date of this hour  my search continues 
                                  Result is in progress and going on
                             What is my search and when It will go to end?
                               My creator has to say and can put an end.
                              My dreary eyes are rolling up and down and
                                hiding between two eyelids
                                Up to my last sleep it will go
                            It will continue it’s search even in my flames
                           What is my search  who am I? and
                              What for I sent to this earth? 
                               I can’t say, Player
                         He the producer can say my role in this earth
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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August 25, 2012 at 2:55 PM
I rarely put money into the lottery but the best of luck !
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