What bad a
poison could be to one, dead?
What good nectar
could be for one, well, alive?
What bad a
curse could get for one already dying?
What good a prayer
could be to one, hungry and crying?
What bad
storm could get for a ship with hole, sinking?
What good
sunlight could do for one who sees it all, yet blind?
What bad
fate could get for one, lost in paradise yet mourning?
What good
luck could bring to one who has it all yet wanting, denying?
What bad a
thunder could do to a sky, bursting?
What good a turbulent
wind would do to one, high and flying?
What bad
fire could do to one, already burning?
What good
water could be to one sinking, drowning?
What bad a
secret could do to one who has nothing to hide
What good an
answer be to one who knows it all, yet wanders
What good a
key is to one chained in own shackles, yet defying?
What bad
darkness would be to one, waited and long for dusk to arrive?
What good
walls be to one with new wings, growing
What bad a
cage could be to one, imprisoned in own mind
What good a
heart is to one, knows nothing but to hate?
And
What bad
evil could do to one, drenched in love, flowing?
By: Praveen
Parasar
Date:
08/07/2014
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