They whisper
To me...
"We are on our way...".
They call my name
Each time
I give up hope...
They seem to tug
At my tattered clothes,
"We are on our way...".
Just hold on to your soul,
Be with peace..
Just believe
That you can live along
Perched onto
This weird world
"We are on our way...".
9 comments:
Rekindled my spirits
@ sunny: I am happy to know that...
hope is all that matters in the end. Most of us live by it each day of our life. That is what motivates us...
Lovely poem :)
Thankful lazy pineapple I totally agree with you...these words keep running in my head each time I feel depressed ...thus I had penned them down here.
Blissfully beautiful, etched with verses in sheer simplicity.
Loved it!
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Keep blogging.
wanted to read some more....
it has a good flow to it.
@ everyone...thanks a lot!
@gyanban...I will keep in mind your silent request...an try my level best to continue the flow.
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