In my voice
Day before yesterday
I was alive…
But today
Like the same day I’ve been kept aside…
I was the cynosure
for many years…
But now finally, my place
is occupied by others….
People loved me
and they adored me…
but today it seems that
they never knew me…
Only a day
have created this difference…
And now i know
there won’t be any of my reference…
I gave them
everything i had…
but still for them
I’ve always been bad….
© Akhand Singh, 2012 © An Empty Glass, 2012