Yesterday
Gone with the wind
Today
Kissing my mortal eyes
Tomorrow
Knocking at my door
Day after tomorrow
May be I would be no more
Hitherto
I have remained alone
Thereafter
I would remain alone
People come and go
Meet and greet
Weep and mock
Speak and listen
Then leave with a fake smile
Masking the marks of infinite woe
And finally disappear
In the mist of capricious time
What remains in the end
Is nothing
But
Me for Me
Jan 18,2009
Alone is one of the sad words and I found it in your vocabulary!
yes very true my dear Kamran alone we come into this world and alone we go back--- no bags and no parcels with us and also one must always rememeber we art dust and unto dust shall we return A+++++++and 10+ anjali
bravo, bravo a superb piece kamran bhai, a philosophical write an so true no matter how hard we work or gather to much fame and fortune in the end when we leave the on that journey there will be only one thing with us, that would be me......thanks for sharing 10++++++++++ and A+++++++++++...added to my favs rgds asif
You lead me very consecutively and cogently to the conclusion at the end. Good work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Friends and family are the spool of one's wheel of life...The threads are what you have shared with them...the love, affection care etc.....Some remain in the wheel if given the proper care....sharply perceptive poem.10+++