Fleeting Thoughts

Castigated by the bows of sorrow
Broken wings of a tiny sparrow
Leafless branch of a quiet tree
I find inspiration for this poetry

Blood of a cruelly slaughtered lamb
Perplexed smile of a civilized sham
Sudden death of a delicate reverie
Tearful eyes read life's theory

Sadness always has living face
Life tends to wear solitary dress
Occult shadow of my fortune tree
There, I find myself bleeding silently.  

 Sourav RC