Sunday, September 25, 2016
Om Namo Narayan
Sukh Shanti Sab Se bada Dhan
For peace hope humanity the poetry of my soul yearns ..as the flame perched precariously on the candle burns ..what I lost perhaps may not return ..my memories of her love spent out ashes in an urn ..at every disillusioning turn ..
Caught in a vice between my dead father and the burnt out dreams of my son..
I move but I cannot run ..