Sunday, 18 September 2011

Ring of Life


I flow seamlessly,
I flow fearlessly with a conscience as clear, as pure.


I think not about the dark past or about the bright future,
I live in the beauty of the present.


Bit broken, bit hurt, grains of sand couldn’t hide my pain,
It made me more colorful, more vibrant and alive.


Bit blurred, bit focused,
I try to read those lines but fail every time.

Sunday, 11 September 2011

The Road Not Taken


I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
                                
                                 — Robert Frost