Wednesday, February 4, 2009

On the Wings of a Song

Sing,
my friend,
Give me a song.
Hum
a tune
And take me along.
Life's
a tear,
Wipe away my woes.
Pain
and fear,
hold my in throes.
I'm
a puppet
in destiny's hands.
So
let's fly
to a faraway land.
Sing,
of blossoms
that'll colour my life.
Sing
of lands
Sans war or strife.
Sing
of lovers
In their blissful paradise.
Or,
My angel
watching o'er the skies.
Else
do sing,
of a hobbit's sojourn.
And
his journeys,
into the wide unknown.
Sing,
just sing
And take me away.
From
dark thoughts,
All dull and fey.
You
shall sing,
And I'll hop on,
Onto
cloud nine,
And thence, beyond.

So,
Sing,
My friend,
Give me a song,
Hum
a tune
And take me along.

7 comments:

anumeha said...

:))


My favourite amongst all!!!best hai!!

IsHiTa said...

Chal jhoothi.
:)
Thankz.:)

Vinayak said...

this gives me a recollection of faces, happy ones... like 2 right here above me ...

mayank said...

I'll just say what I told you earlier..Your poetry gives me hope (and i sound like the ancient mariner all of a sudden)..But i am in love with the themes you use

Silky said...

A lesson on how to put a disgusting mecha lab to proper utilization... :P

a favourite of mine as well..:)

anumeha said...

arre...sab jhootha kyu samjhte hai?!!!
sachi,
my favourite amongst all!!!

Come,
My friend,
With me come along..
Sing,
with me,
As I sing you a song!

:)

IsHiTa said...

@everyone: Thank you Ji.
@Anumeha : I'm Coming