At the beginning of the last time
I would like to be lost in the dim
As I came from the almost dark
Live long to seek the light
 The destiny of my last moment
Do not know whether light or dark
This is the reason of a hark
All my deeds directed in the flash
And resulted in a supper clash
As I sensed temporal light and dark
And pass through the mundane park
All sense sublimated in the fume
 At the juncture of light and dark
Like a blind dog to the delicate air
Do nothing but only bark and bark.
 Anil Kumar Sharma
30/08/2014