Comments about Sony Padikal
The days are not so long
You can't just hang on and go on
Like the leaves so tender turn green
And await the spring, full of dreams
When the autumn falls in, alas, it's time..
The leaves give up the sap sans hope
Then withers into oblivion who knows -
How many winters we go through
How many sunsets we see
How many we ignore without seeing
How many a dream blooms and how many shrivels
One day when the vermilion at the distant isles turns gray
Will you smile or pretend
Against the dying of the light?