Monday, January 16, 2012

complex mind

Oh! sea where now my resting place I find
Where at once in soft hands marbles bind
These are sands where my first house made
Which flowed in sea yet made and played.
To say my story in this late hour of a scluptor
Is the story of men and women in books you capture
Hence I rest in peace here by make my life cease
But yet the deep sea the red sea make me please
To live and not leave this seen heaven
Where remains yet to see wonders seven.
Oh Sage sitting calm on this shore at evening
will you please assure light to this mind from drowning
"Death is certain no one can hide,but when
Thoughts and hope die on men
One find rope or sea instead of life
So see the dawn in the desk of life
Ever, is my only my word of advice.
Believe in this word if you are wise
And whisper to me your mealoncoly ode of life.
Oh I travelled through thousand lands
To find an apt face to carve with my hand
Let it stand at heights in middle of town
A man of gentle not just a clown
His eyes should see all the world atleast
His hands remain a symbol to fight against injustice.
His feets should not tremble in greatest wind
A statue reminding everyone a model of trueman.
Years before more than hundred faces I carved.
Yet none helped me to make my name distinct
None of my statutes errected in town
Some were sold but it helped to buy only a gown.
And so I hereby make my life cease.
But yet the deep sea make me please.
Can anyone make such confession
You may wonder as he did
And he didn't made such confession
For he never saw any sage
But that was his mind in last hour
For his mind ever wandered
In silly things which no one cured.