the waves that wash me, the wind that blows over me,
the way that leads me, the minds that love me.
the cloud that rains on me, the sky where i wish to fly;
what are they saying to me?
i want to be a drop on a lotus leaf,running around like a purple pearl,
i want to be a snowball,which melts in the morning sun,
let my desire be my dream..
let the birdies fly free,dont cage them,
they are the wings of my dream.,
my mind is on a long voyage, along with my travelling thoughts,
will i reach my destination?where , i can find me.,
2 comments:
Hey meera...de poem s a truth you have exposed...you have done a gr8 work,,,,!!
Hey meera u have exposed truth thro your poem...gal have done a gr8 work,,,!!
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