hareswar_deka
07-12-2004, 12:33 AM
With a sickly,
thin physique,
I have travelled,
a long distance.
By tearing through
the heart of untruth,
I have sought for truth.
Sometimes,
I lie low,
without visible entity,
under the layer of dust,
for ages.
Because,
I too have a mission.
A mission-
to pierce through
a golden mass,
to see
that,
it is only a lump of brass,
with a lining of gold around...
***Hareswar Deka***
thin physique,
I have travelled,
a long distance.
By tearing through
the heart of untruth,
I have sought for truth.
Sometimes,
I lie low,
without visible entity,
under the layer of dust,
for ages.
Because,
I too have a mission.
A mission-
to pierce through
a golden mass,
to see
that,
it is only a lump of brass,
with a lining of gold around...
***Hareswar Deka***