Do i belong? I question myself br One more time anxiously, while br Waiting for permission to script br A preface to passionate musing br Called life..! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! br br My maiden flight into the br untitled world of desire br Lands softly on the br Flowerbed of compassion br br Nobody knows how long br I am going to stay here br And now at the level crossing br Of the dream road. br br Like a few drops of dew br Frozen in wait for br The perennial touch of dawn br That is yet to dissolve the br Substantial shadow of doubts br br Ah! You didn’t know? Asks the time br As i stood visibly confused br About the fading life-line br Caught in the cycle of rebirth br Preparing for its return journey br br On the canvas, new and clean br I watch the interplay br Of sun and shadow br As they traverse the nothingness br Of a dispassionate earth br br Between the covers i lay br In silence, trying to get br Accustomed to its variety, br From ugliness of the cactus br To insignificant beauty of br The grass flower br br Unlike a wordsmith br I grope for alphabets br When i am assigned to br Draft the facets of love br br Thousands of other emotions br State “I plead with you br Not to strip us in front of br The insensitive crowd and drown br Us in the sea of futility”. br br I feel mislead in this br Topsy-turvy world br Of sundry thoughts, yet br I manage to break into proximity br And hear life whisper to me br Its unnamed biography...