Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Old Lion’s Roar

The Old lion’s Roar

Was it the same as the

Lion’s old Roar?

Nay, Not so

A roar?

A whimper may be

Crushed by the very life

It fought to live…..

A scary thought

The fate wrought


The Old lion’s roar

Was it the same as the

Lion’s old Roar?

Nay, Not so

A roar?

A thunder may be

Strengthened by the very life

Which tried to kill

A mighty thought

The dream sought

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Why is it so?

I once grew a flower

A thing of beauty

Unparalleled pure

I put it on a window sill

And saw it wither

Maligned and withered

I hated it so

I let it die

In the cellar low

A thing of pride

brought so low

Many a flower since then

Have I grown

Not one shown

None brought so low!

Can anyone tell me,

Why is it so?