Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Lost & Found


Lost I was in the moment of despair;
Nothing I could do, but stand and stare,


Questions about capabilities and capacities were asked,
I had lost what I thought was my last chance,


Then came the time sweeping me off with it,
And I found how important it is not to quit.



 
Lost I was in the dashed hope;
I thought how will I ever cope?


This time it was matter of the heart,
Ruthlessly broken into pieces and parts,


Then came love sweeping me off with it,
And I found how beautiful it is without any limits.

 


Lost I was in the vicious routine;
And thought life has lost its charm and sheen.


I panicked because the days just passed by,
And some things needed to be accomplished before I die,


Then came life sweeping me off with it,
And I found there are infinite precious moments to cherish.