Author: Jaydeep Sinha

The old well where my heart dwells often..
The old well where the heart also soften..
When on a journey,i throw my thoughts in the well.
Then on a still,i find a dirt thick and swell.
The thirst to reunite with my thoughts is a hell.
The journey continues, however, the well always rings a bell.
I am a work hunter, with some precious thoughts in the meanwhile
Been looking for work and wealth, its being quite a while.
A good day came with fortune and cash.
That good day ended my misery and bash.
Now i have an office and a chamber for my work life,
And also i got a pretty wife..
Now i know what is success’ smell.
But that Well?..O Well