Praveen Kumar at the stroke of midnight the light filters in still asleep stepping on one, two many things stumbling and cursing i make my way out i try to make my way on the road to somewhere listening to the radio with little clouds tagging along the path rain like daggers coming down on me All my world in one grain of sand And I've blown it probing in the dark yet right infront of me all the time all this time i couldnt see i was in a deep slumber trying to live in heaven while my feet was stuck in hell like a disease spreading through the blood i let u take over my life awakened at the last minute with the light finally filtering in i have grown weary of this lie that you called "our life" i woken now to find my life blown into pieces comforting myself i make my way out on the road to somewhere with none to call my own head held up, looking straight ahead i walk into the horizon to rest my soul for the night a brand new day awaits a brand new journey beckons sunrise brings new hope sunrise brings me back my life --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- reflection of sorts....something that has been nagging me for a long time and its out now :)
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i really like this poem how do you put your own on here