Friday, August 13, 2010

Fish Inside

never realized I glitter in sunshine,
but forced to think which is mine,
never thought breathing fresh air,
and someone taking so much care,
I am dying, aah, dying,
this was not me.......
but I will be out of this sea
I am glad, you caught me

1 comment:

Shubham 'gyani' said...

very natural rhythm i find in these touchy lines.But this poem makes me wondering to know the muse.