I came across this stuff while going through my mail box.. Had written it sometime back, dont remember exactly when..... I put it here coz i dint want this thot to disappear like most of them do.........
A river which has to fall off the cliff somehow,
I crave to face the sky and scream till I have that strength,
Walk bare feet miles and miles till an agonizing length…
Did the clouds just emerge or was it always the same,
Was I cosseted till now or did I just get exposed to the rain…
Its hard to say when my vision is blurred,
Was it my heart shattering or that crazy thunder I heard…
The stream’s unsettled , the water in turmoil,
Someone just walked athwart, just rumpling the soil…
The wait is long, for the calm to return………
Till then all is, is to wait and yearn…
