Saturday 1 November 2008

Lord- Eternal

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"

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

whats this??

advertisemnts ka bhandar :P

Nice poem ..camouflaged with the overdose of advertisement :P

Anonymous said...

the last line .. really impressive !! nice one as usual :)