An Eyes Of Seldom Poem by preet sinh

sun is about to sleep under the shadow of my eye seldom,
silent return of this bird’s wings fly with hope to reach home,
dreams walks back with same dreams to live,
day is about to be past as it never comes again,
then why m wearing the same mask of my identity.

an address is string i wear in my lags and walk every step,
going beyond the night village and wake up in other hood of morning raga ,
addressing my life as i want to stop is my stop and i walk is my walk.
i never been their where destiny is alive,
i never been their where happiness is achieved,
my desire is to live myself as i want to be,
my desire is to end myself as i want to be...