Sun casting shadows
on the yellow sand.
The world still sleeping,
we are up at dawn.
The beach is far away
how long do we go?
Setting up our wares
is the need of the hour.
This how it is everyday
working with my mother.
Doing various errands,
When all other kids play.
Wishing it all to change;
my thoughts eternity-bound.
Despite all yearnings,
my feet firmly on ground
Rooted Friday, September 30, 2005
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thoughts, reflections,
tumultuous, yet intriguing;
ever moving, never stopping;
exhilaration, ecstasy, desires;
despondency and angst;
varied facets of life.
living it up with verve
no matter what, no matter how;
despite odds and adversity;
facing it head-on, i get on
with it somehow.
posted by gautami tripathy @ 12:10 AM 3 nurturing the roots links to this post
Friday, September 23, 2005
Need of the hour
Sun casting shadows
on the yellow sand.
The world still sleeping,
we are up at dawn.
The beach is far away
how long do we go?
Setting up our wares
is the need of the hour.
This how it is everyday
working with my mother.
Doing various errands,
When all other kids play.
Wishing it all to change;
my thoughts eternity-bound.
Despite all yearnings,
my feet firmly on ground
reciting your words
Nasra
Sorry I over did with paste ...my appologies
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