The Storm within
We rise from the ashesTo be burnt to dust
But what remains from start to end
is life's true works, the hearts you mend
Cause in life's choices hearts are lost,
as in choices concealed lies the cost
The price to be paid is unveiled by life
For some bringeth joy for some bringeth strife
So the truth lies not,
in the quirks of the choice
but in the souls thought
through the inner voice
Oft unheard in troubled way
To finds what lost the soul must pray
Cause life's cards, dealt with uneven decks
some made winners some made wrecks
But what remains from start to end
is life's true works, the hearts you mend
Cause in life's choices hearts are lost,
as in choices concealed lies the cost
The price to be paid is unveiled by life
For some bringeth joy for some bringeth strife
So the truth lies not,
in the quirks of the choice
but in the souls thought
through the inner voice
Oft unheard in troubled way
To finds what lost the soul must pray
Cause life's cards, dealt with uneven decks
some made winners some made wrecks
posted by Karthik Ashok @ 11:14 AM
3 Comments:
never knew u are such a gud poet too as such am a big fan of u :)
if i am not wrong then u work for Virtusa.....dont u?
Yes I do work for Virtusa, stuck in the wrong day job I guess ;).
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