Tuesday, May 27, 2008

In the Shelter of My Eyes


When your life is in a mess and you are thoughtless,
And when your rest ain't becoming easy,
Your mind will get homeless ..........

Shadow of black under my eyes,
Are signs of many a sleepless nights,
Life's miseries are mighty high,
Complications one cannot deny.

Rest eludes me, going astray.
Wandering deeply, far far away.
Unfulfilled dreams, without destiny.
Crumpled hopes, fear of reality.

Anxiety ends up in more worry,
Such heavy burden to carry,
Fearful to live in this agony,
And not too easy in forgetting.