Lord- Eternal
Walking lonely in this lane
a few sceptres followed my way
a destiny wherever I belonged
they engraved my fate
then,
once i heard the prophet
sermoning the mass in the lane
"sceptres we meet everyday
are the pawns of strings
Who play this eternal game
And when we redeem ourselves
we forget to gratify that brain"
Saturday, 1 November 2008
Lord- Eternal
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whats this??
advertisemnts ka bhandar :P
Nice poem ..camouflaged with the overdose of advertisement :P
the last line .. really impressive !! nice one as usual :)
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