2K5 ROCKZ

By Antony P. Pathadan

It may come as the rain,
drenching all mankind.
It may come as the wind,
cyclones beating ever faster.
It may come at night,
while souls sleep adrift in dreams.
It may come with a true forewarning,
Or pay a visit unannounced.
It may taunt, and it may twist,
in never ending vicious turns.
Those who know,
now cannot tell,
it’s opaque on either side.
Although they may try in vain,
Within the darkness of the night.
It may take away your smiles,
Or give you memories,
So that you may be strong.
It trains your mind and body,
Because it knows its test is hard.
All or none is its rule,
And nothing in between.
It colours life with emotions,
Ensures a cry as we are born,
For life is pain at either end.
So prepare for what is coming,
Taste the colours that it leaves.
Let their strengths seep
into your prayers,
as you learn to lose yourself.
The world is small –
Make it happy.
What is missing?
And who makes this void?
And why make such a puzzling thing?
It’s upto us
To beautify this moment,
The other side
Is waiting…
Always waiting.