Out in the wilderness
Looking forlorn and dejected
Between the two hills
I try to reach the people I had left
Residing beyond those hills
Far away down the horizon
Where the hills merges into plains.
Awaiting the day to end
Whence I can drive
Down those rugged terrain
Towards those plains
Where I can feel at home
In the cuddle of my family
Thus I wait…for the day to end!
A poem from a lonely heart :(
ReplyDeleteNice poem......i love it
ReplyDeleteNostalgic...and understandably...nice one
ReplyDeleteThanks thanks all three of you for going through my brokshee and leaving comments...
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