Monday, October 10, 2005


Yet again, the crossroads I meet,
where to turn and beat the heat?

A wrong turn will take its toll,
until lady luck gives me a call.
Right one shall propel me high,
shall ride on the stars and touch the sky.

Too many cops,each showing a different way,
whom to rely upon, none would say.
Battle of life has to go on,
to win is what I am born.

God, Almighty, aloud I pray,
let me trudge on the ideal way.
Help me opt for the perfect path,
or withdraw the crossroads along my path.


Mary said...

Very nice :)

Dinesh said...

Thank Thee Mary !

bhavs said...

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