A broken glass,
again & again,
its pieces voice,
again & again,
i pressed my ears & tears apart,
all grief burst out,
an aim,
looking for i am,
its broken,
all fingers bleed,
how could i become so irresponsible?
all persistent efforts are exaushtible,
failure,
an unbearable failure,
it's like a chose a frame,
and form a paint,
a glass paint,
consistent worked on it,
plonked it at last,
at the time of final touch,
what was that?
irresistibly my heart's asking to me,
isn't it carelessness,
a work never done till frame isn't fit,
but what i did,
watching my hands scars,
these hurt alot,
but its conveyed me every time,
just do consistent work with cautiously.....
but this failure,
an unbearable failure,
reached the same place,
where i did a start,
i am watching my hands scars,
those recall me,
again & again,
don't be careless next time,
because opportunity will come,
again & again.....
