Standing in the Hall of Fame <br />As the dark shadows of life <br />Through its latticed windows <br />We peep the patterned eternity <br /> <br />Through the multi-color glasses <br />Of its dome we see the light <br />As the Truth trampled into <br />Our choicest patterns and hues <br /> <br />The Hall of Fame collapses fast <br />Patterns and hues submerge at last <br />Suddenly the shadows of life blast <br />We awaken into white radiance vast. <br /> <br />Are we alive or the shadows of life <br />Or the programmed toys with struggle and strife?<br /><br />C. P. Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadows-of-life-3/
