'Handful of joy and a sea of sorrow…….'
My Mornings colliding with noon…….
These mornings are fresh less…..
And I am not efficient ,unlike all…….
My Eyes are down now…..
Either my ears have stopped to respond ………..
Or their voices are not effective……..
Degrees of alertness have gone away……..
Not sure about its destination…….
But it has been drowned somewhere……
I can guess where…..
'Handful of joy and a sea of sorrow……'
Needles of clock do not make sense for me…
And its tickling sound hurts me always…..
I am too slow to run…….
And its going too fast……
Don’t know why it is in hurry…….
No one is here to give me a company…….
And why should I run if no one is competitor...
In my race I am the first and last…….
With loneliness, as my companion…..
Don’t know where this race will end…..
I can guess where…
'Handful of joy and a sea of sorrow…'
Please don’t go on my smiling face…
It is same from my birth….
These expressions want to ensure my dear ones…..
If I will not be there anymore…..
Then please try to laugh on my chuckles…….
Oh Still I am searching a true smile from my heart…..
I should stop and search a better place nearby…
Otherwise multitude of people will not let me live…
This search will end with you and me…..
But really don’t know where……
I can guess where…..
'Handful of joy and a sea of sorrow……..'
“Your hand still in my hand”
This illusion makes my life easier…..
Please don’t try to open my eyes…
Otherwise I will be unable to find my existence…..
And will go down…..
I hope someday my lucky star will fall….
And I will ask for “your hand in my hand”…….
To someone who lives beyond the sky….
Heart has crossed the limits and roaming outside….
Can you guess where it will stop…….
I am sure it will end where.…
"Handful of joy and a sea of sorrow…….."
