Saturday, April 9, 2016

Bhisma of Turbulent Times


You have been stuck all your life
Because of promises you made to others
Promises you shouldn’t have to make
Promises made to boost your fragile ego
Promises sucking up your time
Leaving nothing for your promises
Your dream cry when they see
Others’ dreams running ahead of them
Others' promises colored your hair silver
And when you see yourself in mirror
You hardly recognize yourself
Your dreams turn into teardrops
As if telling you 
How could you, O fearsome one,
Forget the promises you made to yourself

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