Resurrection
I crave for resurrection...
Like a lost boat looking for direction,
Like a flower longing for the touch of the breeze...
like a mouse dying for the trail of cheese....
This life is hell...only strings of sorrow....
Occupy the canvas of my past & tomorrow:
Its tough for me to continue....
Hence I wish to start anew
With a resurrected spirit....fresh endeavour;
To Live my life with heart-pleasing vigour:
Its almost impossible to tear the leaves
Of my past that only nostalgia gives:
Dying I'm.....every hour...every moment...
Under the burden of life n those leaves spent
Only a changed man can overcome.....
This tantalizing spell of martyrdom!!!
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