|Alone, all alone|
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
|A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,|
As your will to live has been bereft.
|Twas deep; so deep of night, |
When I saw what I had seen -
So truly deep of night,
When I went where I had been,
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunwards I’ve climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds – and done a thousand thingsAll Photo: Vikas Sarthi