Thursday, April 22, 2010

The Leader

Trailing by miles in moments of miracles,
Like the lackadaisical lad leaps beyond the line of luxury,
Like the fumes are carried off to sulk in fury,

Like the pawns galloping chequers in black and white,
With their thoughts savoring a seedy sojourn of pride and off spite.

While promises to keep, pounce on a penchant-
for life and death so closely intertwined,
Tears are the teachers n smile is an exile,...

Life goes on leading by an inch to "seek and (to) hide".

1 comment:

Quintessence Of Illusion said...

A leader is a teacher....and life is the best teacher.....excellent piece of poetry