Monday, June 1, 2009

The final lair....



Follow up message
Looks like,this aging
Is here to stay
But
Considering the alternative to it
Pray,it better stay..........................
.......1.



This birth pace of mine
Mothered me till date
I visited it last evening,late
Felt on cloud nine
And
When the murmur against it rose
A parent,a guardian,a protector
In me also rose......................................2.


Have been partial to our kids
Have been biased
Covered their mistakes with lids
It feels so natural,so right

Last night felt the same emotions
Compromised, overlooked, condoned
More the dissent,more the complaints
More the protection, more the care
It was my birth place
It felt only fair.

The dust on the walls
Every speck, a gold dust
Where i was born
Brought a surge so unknown
I thought it was only fair
The place where i was born
Becomes my final lair.................................3.