Thursday, January 10, 2008

Mute Lane

I’ve seen some places

where hopes are sold

some tears are bargained

and smiles are stored

where dreams are built

and weighed up on scale.

Aims are lowered, prayers are failed

these places are in darkness too

like hearts often do

with nothing left to prove

motioned nowhere

not known where to leave

too scared to ask, downed;

peaceful days are all left back

once you pass this lane

call it a curse or bliss, unchained

you’ll never find yourself sane

these words are just a drop

of endless stories untold

I’ve seen some places

where dreams are sold.

Contributed by: Shakti Shetty, Sanpada, Navi Mumbai, India

No comments: