The boat sunk before the last chance
I had a plan for harbor
Just few minutes before the trial
I get the news as I dial….
Don’t worry, I wont let it show
will Fake the smile again
This blur situation today, was there and will remain
But I have learnt that it was all decided above
The way I want my life to be
So while I learn more lessons
I now know how I want to see
See the days, when they are grey
The nights, when they are cold
Cos I don’t want to be a victim
Victim, when I grow old
And If my sketches are different in mind
I will accept yours with grace
Cos I want to walk with you
With you, its easy to embrace
Embrace the forceful way
Damaged tools and burnt clay
So, As I walk with you hand in hand
while you take me for a fresh start
make sure you have jokes to cheer me
cheer me to face the sinking boat called Heart..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an excellent poem, really enjoyed it......