Why am I ?
Why am I ?
I am but a spark
in the passage of time
born to give birth
and then sublime
An unimportant speck
in the vastness of space
I await the inevitable
Death's sweet embrace
But while in the queue
(The one of its kind
where people dont push
from front or behind)
I wait and muse
o'er my purpose
What's my use?
It pains me not to know
the answer to that "why"
even as I struggle to live
knowing I'm destined to die
And so I hope before the very end
when things are not beyond amend
the shining truth I get to see
and live the way t'was meant to be
posted by HDC | 3:30 AM
2 Comments:
this comment is not related to the poetry above but we have another poet in our club and that is mr raheem darediya......raheem please publish your 'pygmy' wali poem here :) :)
broken arrow.. if u dont want to be more broken than u already are.. then pause this topic here only..
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