A Journey
When I glance back, a year behind,
Heaps of memories flash in mind.
A whole one year with vivid paints,
Coloured the canvas in its kind.
I stare still on through the way,
Which blurds my sight and my say.
I weep,laugh and simply stare,
But couldnt replace the brightest day.
Feelings pinch my softest part,
It squizes silly,the only heart.
I groan in pain,yell like hell,
But again view the glimpses of art.
The canvas still shines in the light,
Few colours were really bright.
I still blink for atleat a blink,
But try to calm the vigorous fight.
The heart and mind plays all the time,
With opposite sense of humorous crime.
The soul do suffer in midst of them,
And finally pours the milk in lime.
College is a fountain to gain and learn,
This phrase often we in brain do churn.
But ever did we place some points,
To really mean in what we earn.
Years are meant to pass like trains,
Or like clouds which through out rains.
Never we can store them fine,
Only we can say.......IT PAINS!!!!!
Some where inside the heart or so,
I still feel some relations grow.
Shameless mind never feels to learn,
Which's a peacock and what's a crow.
Today standing at the edge of stone,
I pray that I could get the throne.
To gain the thing with all its might,
I need to feel,what's there been shown.
Learn from every fits of life,
Its a joke but means a strife.
Never miss those diamonds come,
In playing the useless soothing fife.
