Grain by grain,

Slip the sands of time.

Here I stand…

In the hands of turbulence…sublime.

 

Am a mere spectator.

As I watch things slip by..

See people biddin me good-bye.

Coz for all we care…

Is to move away from despair.

 

Trivial though it may seem..

Its tough to live a dream

When d dreams u wished for to come true.

But cried hard to bid adieu.

 

I stare endlessly..

Stretch out for a breath of fresh air.

And rule out doings unfair.

 

I see a world of new beginnings

Words of new meanings.

And I see no more

Coz it’s a world we wish to see.

And it’s door..HAS OPENED FOR ME.