No Morn No Eve and No Pain

What am I,none says to me,
Wither I came from, none explains to me,
Seems all are lost hither in worldly turmoil,
Like leeches sucking their life away,
Do they know that they steal from none,
And only bleed themselves,but how come
are aware that it is none,
But their own soul that they cheat and shun.
But there ‘re some who stay away,
Watching the beasts roar and run,
Helpless they seem, but aren’t that way,
They are the elite in the robes self spun,
And walk with feet bereft of any sheen,
For in transit there may be some pain,
The jubilation will cure it till eternity and again,
When the love comes to embrace, them like much awaited rain,
The flowers will bloom in a place
With no morn or eve and no more pain.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Meerkatz007
    Jun 12, 2012 @ 04:30:15

    It’s sublime. Just what I needed this evening.

    Reply

  2. Ba Khan
    Jun 13, 2012 @ 05:59:04

    Yes! Ofcourse..it is that way..

    Reply

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