the sky has remained the same
since the time I first looked at it ─ long long ago
sprinkled with the stars ─ the viewers of life
down on earth the tired roads are busy
getting drenched in untimely rain
as they have been doing since I put my little steps on them
for the first time ─ long long ago
time has changed its position though
the world still lives in the same manner
as it has been living since I understood it
for the first time ─ long long ago
the same age old tragedy being enacted everywhere
every breath so rusted
all are defeats
either straight sets or in disguise
since I first started playing
for the first time ─ long long ago
but still life marched on
with the same decaying determination of survival
only the deads rejoice
the living archives of the melodrama of living life