chasing some forgotten rhymes

and i am tired, sheer tired,

like summer drench u in its arms, twist u with breathtaking sweats

i am such tired in bones, deep en-rooted,

chasing the forgotten rhymes,

making a song sweet from haphazard notes,

and plucking the string at wrong tym;

hearts never forget wat it feels,

the pain, or joy, or fears, or heavy sheath,

yes heart never forgets wat it feel..

my heart is in such state of whirling,

where agony embraces laughter with joy,

unharmed both loyal to such royal sleep;

i call upon the desert parching fo the last drop of rain,

my feet engraves the face of earth with its shade,

rapidly i walk, trembling like a feeble stalk,

and i walk!!

some thoughts i shun, like a shadow u adopt,

some words i erase, like a frst blue ray,

some faces i forget, like a rotten sunset,

and moth in black smoke is never tired of dancing in a foggy rain!!

hiramalik