Ajay Seshadri

(01/03/1983 / Chennai)

Gentlemen by the Pillars


Have you wondered what it would be like
To cross a river without a bridge?
All you have is a pair of legs and will
You can walk on the thread of thin air
If you choose to have nothing to lose
Then you will find the air comforts you
You will find the birds welcome you
A breath of fresh air is what you will get
It might seem a trifle maddening
But that is not the end of the river
Madness is just a means to the finish
If you are unclear about your goals
Write it down on a piece of paper
You will not choose to fly;
If you are unclear about where to start
You have a glimmer of hope.
Trust me you do not know these gentlemen
They are by the pillars across the thread
Mimicking the dangers of wonderland
You will not lose sight of them
Just because you choose to be wise.

Submitted: Friday, March 02, 2012

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