Background - This poetry is a tribute to one of my friend who met with most of his life's uncertainties.
What makes you so confused?
May be the feel of high dislike
Those hang around in all time
Of what had happened afresh
May be last page of your memoir
That too starts to expire
That too starts to expire
In which you quote the life in you
But I smell there is somewhat
In this anarchy of your thought
To hold your hopes high?
You just need to be calm enough to listen
To your soul, who wants to enlighten?
‘Everything is going to be alright’
But don’t let the solitude rule
In these anxious hours of yours
And, yet another dawn descends
Let's hope for a bright tomorrow
