Choices [Poem]

here the rain falls down outside
like it can't make up its mind.

should i stay or should i fall?
falling past this inner wall

just to do it all again
cycling to no end

everything turns out to be
something of uncertainty

and i have a choice to make
be it not a big mistake

now i'm falling to the ground
i see the people all around

all their faces turned to me
with the same uncertainty.

21 Jun, 2008

Life ballad

on an evening dark and dreary
there was a blizzard, with parents weary
a boy was born!
to adventures alone,
monsters, and dragons, and many homes.
with his computer lit bright,
all the gadgets in hand,
he tackled the world,
and won many friends.

Life ballad

on an evening dark and dreary
there was a blizzard, with parents weary
a boy was born!
to adventures alone,
monsters, and dragons, and many homes.
with his computer lit bright,
all the gadgets in hand,
he tackled the world,
and won many friends.