Melancholy of today!
The compilation of invincible was going on
I don’t know who whispered life softly
In the quest of accumulation,
life scatters farther
The baggage we bear, brims with the dust of yesterday’s
The marching footsteps pronounce tomorrow’s.
Our today is divided in the trouble of both
Neither we clasp the former nor we can clutch the forthcoming
Escaping the fervour and the nakedness of today, shrouding with the obsolete filth
Shackling today with guile of tomorrow
Both the confronts in the fear of present, in the abhorrence of today
Many years later in the lights of tomorrow we’ll see our today as our ancients did with their kids in their days.
Our present, suffering from alienation longing for our intimate gaze
Holding the breathe in their mouth
Yearning for us to pulsate In the mischief of onwards Don’t rush in the backward ways
Come out from the haze Grant little devotion to today
It is so delicate give a bit of expression to today
Don’t exploit in prophesy of tomorrow
Don’t be swallowed by yesterday
If you want to become be the morsel of today
Your invention is today, your duration is till today
The innocence of barren skeleton ask for the sensation of presence from your futile existence
Do you have evidence of existence?
Can you make the present lively?
Have you got the instinct?
You the crumbs of yesterday’s And you the unseen wreckage of tomorrow
Bestrewing the staleness to make the breeze ruthless for the breathers of todayYou the victims of yesterday and the culprits of tomorrow
Listen to the melancholy of today.
