Vacuous time, barren flow and the empty days,
Yesterday, today and yet another day,
Idly passing seamless countless nights and days,
Sliding through the slippery vacant way.
Deadly sound from the dark beating,
Drawing sketches with lessen colours,
Endless seconds with the loud clicking,
Shattered tower and standing pillars.
Snowy the way spread everywhere,
Leading no one towards nowhere,
Across the sea white air smelling,
Discovering the golden bay rarely reaching.
Dated 7 February, 2007; recalled 12 June, 2011
The post reveals the time of your college days...but why this much barren quite difficult too understand...you can elaborate it more now.
ReplyDeleteYes, it presents my barren days..as there were some days like this, but I don't remember in which situation I composed this. Let's read and take whatever you get from it.
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