What do I live for each day of my life
The simple ness of the mind to the heart
Rendering thoughts of brokenness, suffering and pain
Intertwined by a mixture of hope
Living from a generation to seeing another
What does life mean in truthfulness?
The joys of knowing the past and mourning the present
Is there hope for a better tomorrow?
The sands of time have been my witness
To a life that I have ventured and passed
Next to it I would only be able to see
A section of it before I pass on
Were you not here then, my friend?
Let us then journey on
The never ending stream of our memories
History is written…
The simple ness of the mind to the heart
Rendering thoughts of brokenness, suffering and pain
Intertwined by a mixture of hope
Living from a generation to seeing another
What does life mean in truthfulness?
The joys of knowing the past and mourning the present
Is there hope for a better tomorrow?
The sands of time have been my witness
To a life that I have ventured and passed
Next to it I would only be able to see
A section of it before I pass on
Were you not here then, my friend?
Let us then journey on
The never ending stream of our memories
History is written…
- P. Sakthivel
22/10/2008
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