Treasure Island

Sunil Bhatia

(04111971 / Allahabad)

The Last Chance


Trying to do much,
In this maze of time and space,
Winter coming near,
Footsteps measured pace.

Thoughts expanding,
While logic dissolves
In invisible walls,
Built by some sub terrestrial race.

It’s the last chance
To break through
And win in
This impending chase.

It’s the last chance
To all adversities face
And to live this life
With grace.

It’s the last chance..
Probably the best one,
To do the final dance before
Getting out of this place.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013
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