Baseless bondage & ties dead, Still an endless journey, a ray of hope,
A veineffort I had............
This is life cried my conscience
But countless queries haunted my mind.......
What is mine & who is mineI yelled n yelled.
No response except d echo of that line.........................................
Started with flamboyant celebrations, it ends up with melancholy,
Again I broodedn brooded to decipher its meaning..............
A very good write as your first poem on this site. However, do not abbreviate to such an extent. Also, correct spelling errors.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ends up with melancholy, good write