Wednesday, February 17, 2010


Fumbled with each step, I reach the place

That’s when I realize, that it was not my place

But its too late now, I can’t go back and start over

With that I complete my 25 years in race


Like every one even I had dreams

I had unfinished memories, I never regret

I have always walked with pride, people got hurt

Now it’s too late to correct 25 years of mistake


With the gone times, I never realized what was right

Only when I lost, I realized that it was not right

How can you expect, I count on every moves and seconds

Now I know what is to complete 25 years in race.


I never blow candles, I hardly celebrate

Don’t blame me, coz I never feel happy to celebrate growing age

And yes don’t think I am philosopher, sad and stereotypes

Words have only helped me to survive 25 years in race.

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