"Despair"
I went through words in a winter’s eve...
To a young tree, seemed, to fall soon...
I asked, if you want some revival drops...
Before you sucked by the cold moon...
He opened eyes by hearing that.
“I’ve not so wishes before my Gone,
Striving is not I’ve fallen in Despair...
You’ll see, I’m breathing an Another Dawn.”
abhay kumar
11-12-11
