Friday, March 19, 2010

Someday I will cross.....

One more among the crowd I carry within
Died today.

I feel better as I light his pier.
It has made me lighter
And I can fly higher.

With each death within,
I am getting lighter & lighter….
I can fly higher & higher.....

Looking back I wonder
When did he get into me?
What made me get him into me?
Why did I carry him so long?

Searching answers to these questions
Takes me to the dead end
Beyond which is a huge mountain….
I am unable to cross….

I am getting lighter…..

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