I am a boy with mind so keen,
a lovely soul just aged fifteen.
With three scores of life to live,
as a boon to me God did give.
The life of a human better than all,
The life of a human better than all,
body so mighty 'n' mind so small.
Sounds I hear, the aroma I feel,
a thing in me burns that slowly kill.
As heart sees, so the mind say,
As heart sees, so the mind say,
why it doesn't happen that way.
Fire and fire with ash around,
Gift of life raged to the ground.
I am a boy tender and sober,
I am a boy tender and sober,
with dreams of colours I hover.
What did He had in His mind?
gave me life by fate was blind.
Prasenjit©1997-2010
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