Saturday, February 4, 2012

Who killed my life?

Don't look back ...Don't look back
some one whispered 
It was a funeral ...
women with black dress
with Red eyes
Some one passed away 
I looked at his face 
I didn't know him 
I never saw him 
some one passed 
Later a passenger told me 
"He was your life"
Since that day 
No life is around  
I am going to give complain 
Some one killed my life 
No it is late ...it is too late 
I should have known it's value 
I am begging you, Don't look back 
There is no life here ...