by Vaishali Pransi

Created on: May 10, 2010

I was looking in the mirror and suddenly stopped,

Something on my face was popped

Eyes were tired and looked dull

As If I am talking to an empty skull

I was asking questions so many

Answers were lost like a penny in the ocean

You don’t know from where to begun

Penny loss is bearable and you can still get another

Losing your soul is something you should bother

I was worried for so many things that were never important

And for something’s I was always hesitant

Now life is coming to its end and I don’t know what to bend

I have earned money but not the goodwill

For which I am trying still, because now I actually feel

Whatever I did was not a big deal

Only that can heal my wounds deep for them I always weep

Some intentional and some forbidden indeed

Life now seems like a blank book I am trying to read!

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