I start from home
To a place unknown
Near or far
Is also not known.
I take the way
My heart that tells
Like path of waves
Takes the shells.
I wish not to stop
I fear no storm
But deep in my mind
I see a seed born.
The seed of doubt
Grows very fast
Asks me to go back home
Or I will regret at last.
Within just five steps
In this fresh air
I wont let my hope
Turn to despair.
With this thought
I took step sixth
The seed what had told
I prove is a myth.
I took steps fast
I thought no thought
In soil of courage
The seed was rot.
I walk I rejoice
I listen to sweet sounds
No place I aim
I have no bounds.
I feel so happy
This is like heaven
The journey is about
Writing my first POEM!!
2 comments:
Sometimes , down the roadway
I see a little boy
writing stories on brick walls
and a heart full of joy.
Sometimes at the grocers'
I see a lovely lass
flaunting all her jewelry
and all the money she has
Sometimes on the blogger
I read a lovely song
and the world goes all silent
but the words stay all along!
Hey KP..This poem could not get a better compliment from you...Thanks a lot for the Poetic comment!!
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