MEMORANDUM

At the first place;

Onthe first sight.

Everything is misery;

Each of it is pride.

Numerous of lives;

Having their own shades.

Taking long strides;

Just to get along with their invisible phase.

Shimmering starts or glancing stops;

Inflexible and pertinacious games yet to be played.

This is just a small one;

A small hunger of yet big quest.

Journey here ends with the end of time;

Till then there is no esteem but to go on with praise.

One who stands within himself;                              

Will be the one woh'd be given the trace.

Of the expanse of treasures which kept human beings amazed.

-Sr