Live On

Is it the Simmer of Hope or
Is it the Simmer of Despair

As I move
my Shadows chase and my thoughts race

So bright is his countenance
there is not a sign of penance!!

So steady is the rise
does he even think of fall or the distant cries.

He is wild ,young and free
He puts to shy even the friendly ,handsome tree.

He rises to his peak
He burns others around.
Some seek for a creek
He has the atoricity to call others weak
He dares them,so damning is his arrogance

Black,Grey,Orange,Red,Yellow are his myraid shades
Arent they the colors of the faith??
But yet steadly he fades

Promising people of a better future
He leaves them to an endless strech of uncertinity
I ask is that a pretence??

Feeling cheated i pronounce
our friendship is broken

As a consolation he lends his
friend "Mindnight Sun" to me

I Ponder and reflect to realize that
May be May be
and Climb the Distance to touch the ray of Hope

At the horizon i see him
and I live on !!!!