I found my feet treading on
Was looking for the beautiful moments I had
Knew not where they had gone
O thee...Omnipotent,Divine
From you up above I want back my nine
I miss the thrill of music...the 'Sunshine'
I miss the magic of the old wine
I don't know which door to knock
Don't know which flight to take
I don't give a damn to life
I have my world at stake
(This is my First English Poem: August 15,2005)
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