Of what brand shall i talk with thee
Of the one for which i wasted me ?
Lament had been written,
For the one indifferent be.
Life spent sprinting Running for free
Tired legs dont stop for me
Harder and harder they slog,
Dieing every thump a blur i see.
Ship sinking not for a fee
Capt'n calming just a mood of sea
Lighthouse blinking shouting breathe !
Caught in a wave, a legend could be.
Beating heart and arms in glee
O dear child of almighty,
Thought in mind did the trick
Learnt to walk in running spree !!
Of what brand shall i talk with thee,
I sit by the talking tree
Counting buds frm which flowers will grow
Ah i can see no further than thee !!
---------- Appy H Purohit.