December 10, 2010
Thousands of question marks,
Thousands of calls from material living,
Thousands of valid conflicts,
Reason raises in me!
Banging alarm rings and whips me down
With the words of Robert Frost:
"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
All burns to ashes just in a single countanance!
An artistic opera hall flares up in me
Symphony of love suppress the screams of responsibilities,
Brimming emotions ruins all the reasons,
And Keep on building a crystal castle...
Know not when the storm of reality
Destroy the castle into pieces...
Still, I love to love as it makes my life beautiful!