That You in Me

you live old;your heart is old!
of boiling blood,
your thoughts so cold
you dream so high and
seldom do trying
you want to fly,
afraid of dying!!

you wait a while;your pregnant pause!
for loser's choice,
no use in cause
you aim to sky and
never shoot up
you seek fortune,
relying on luck!!!

© Shashi Raj Pandey    
09-09-2011