Verge
Verge


Slowly and steadily I am loosing my glory
As if I am eliminated from my own life story
I feel I am losing the lustre of my eyes
My slain mind is left with only woes and cries
The blossoms in my soul are turning to decay
And beats of my heart are loosing their way
My dream is turning into a dreadful nightmare
And hopes grasping the hands of unceasing despair
The air around me is snatching away my breath
I think I am heading towards the verge of my death