Wednesday, 8 July 2015

And Then


When you just cannot sleep
Trust
Your strings
Hold on
Your dreams
For what all they may promise
Shall be a fa├žade
For nothing in this world 
Has a fixed date
Apart 
from the cycle of birth 
And
Far 
beyond the wheel of death 
Let me find you a place
Where you'll find 
both
Heaven and hell
But,
Still
Fasten your strings
As much as you can
For
You may not
Hold on the things
As per the plan
Fine
Take a sip of that coffee
That you always lured
But, 
mind you
It's the same 
Topping that you
Never
Wanted to hold
Hold on for the time
While
I
Serve you the platter
 But, 
Then
You ask me 
What's the matter
Never has been such day
When sky was so blue
Ever looked behind the ocean
And 
Let
Him tell you
Who's who?
Now
Just don't ask me
What did you 
Just do
For
I've always been
Folded blind
When 
Ever
Walk along you