Maybe!!!! Maybe Not!!
Maybe!!!! Maybe Not!!
Maybe.....
Tomorrow's Dawn isn't mine
The winds won't allure me
Maybe...
I will be lying and my body might be covered with a white cloth
My mom might not be yelling at me anymore
My dad might not be cuddling me, one more time
Maybe
My brother, being bald, stands in front of my portrait and vents his heart out
My grandparents curse their own life for witnessing even a day without me
Maybe
My friends standing beside my dead-self, might contemplate over those silly-fights
My very close foes, might stand in front of my b
urning-pyre and consternate
Maybe
My ashes would seek for one for lifetime
My dead-self might crave to rejuvenate once again
Maybe
I desperately want to relive again
But, then everything ends with that dawn
When I am burnt ....
Memories are almost faded...
Garland is my only new ornament
Candles of life are blown
Happiness is replaced with agonies
Maybe..
I am dreaming
But this dream has to turn into reality
Atleast someday,
But definitely, one day