EmptyHeads

When the gloom sets and the credence fades,

When the last aid wallops into thin air,

Does the desolate heart plead for his holy grace?

Or does it brawl back at it's worst nightmare???

Oh i pity thee emptyHeads, I pity thee...!!!!

When the buoyant faith is skewered by a cynical thought,

When the armored trust is shattered by a small rift,

Does your optimism  succour you out of this wild craft?

Or does it perorate everything like an end shift???

Oh i pity thee emptyHeads, I pity thee...!!!!

When the jovial lifestyle transpires at your last terminal,

When the childhood memories are no longer a manifest,

Does your propenstrous life comforts you at your last trial?

Or does it smile back and sneer at your last test???

Oh i pity thee emptyHeads, I pity thee...!!!!

                                                                                                                    ----SHARATH