THE LEGEND OF THE FALL

Ever groping in the fear I was,
For a hope to be one among the mass.
A fear that was never really mine….
A glory it was to be sung in the melanchonous chime.
A world created in my own self,
Stranger I was within my own.
Caged was the bird in the old shelf….
A misplaced identity in the replaced gown….
That I call….
Is the Legend of the Fall….

Legend of the Fall that am told,
Is the life of experiences.
A heart, to emotions; that it has become so cold….
For every moment of test and results of grievances,
Is the life led in failures….
And brave is the heart that endures….

Comfort of speaking; am unaware of,
A tearful night that I see.
Emotions to be felt in silence that I know of.
When relations get strained,
When someone you know
Turns someone you knew to be….
Then to traverse a lifeless journey it is ordained!
To the providence I bow…..
This I call….is the Rise!!
Rise of the Legend of the Fall…..