I travel this path that has led them nowhere…
Promises ample, the treasure so little
Yet I listen to them, desperate I am
Woods are plenty…flowers abundant
Fruits to eat and springs to bathe
Yet I cry, lonely I am
Where u going asked a little voice
To the land of god, where there is no pain
Lie I did, helpless I am
The dream that touched my soul, caressed my face
Real it seemed…passed by me through my grasp
Sleeping I am, exasperated with all
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2 comments:
good poem vicky... its been some time since i saw one of ur poems :-).. keep going buddy
thanks da..infact i do write...but dnt have the guts to show people;-)
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