Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Waiting




How long should I wait to reach my destination?
The roads are so high and filled with thorns!
Will I get a hand to help me out?
They are laughing strangers who tend to help me;
But why did they laugh at me?
Are they trying to console or trying to help me out?
How long should I hold my hand?
Waiting for the days to come and behold me,
The stars do shine and give us the hope to live in this world
Will they shine till the end of the day or the world?
Hoping for the best to happen in our life:

this poem was selected internationally...
dedicated to Dilip

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