When I see the morning sun rise in east
It becomes mesmerizing, holding your hand
When I tread along the uncharted path
It becomes path to success, holding your hand
When I climb the mountains high
It turns to a pleasant journey, holding your hand
When I cross the sea in high tides
It turns to a placid glide, holding your hand
When I see the moon rise with glittering stars
It becomes a magical journey, holding your hand
A touch, a hold that does wonders...Beautifully penned and the new look of the blog is very nice. :)
ReplyDeleteSaru
Pyaar, pyaar, pyaar.
ReplyDeleteI'm speechless. :)
This poem is absolutely beautiful and so heartfelt ~ thank you for sharing :)
ReplyDeleteI'm still hesitant to switch to the new look but I will say that it looks REALLY good on you!
Thanks for your visit and the follow ~ I can't see where I follow back on the new look here? Please let me know because I don't want to miss your posts :)
Thanks,
Fiona
This is awesome :)
ReplyDeleteaww Rahul ji :)
ReplyDeletesometimes all we need is to hold a hand...
"tum jo pakad lo haath mera..
ReplyDeleteduniya badal sakta hun main..."
yehi kehna chahte the na... !! :)
@ Saru- A touch or hold can surely be a panacea for many ills!
ReplyDelete@Aasiya- Pyar hi pyar thanks...
@Lady Fiona- I am honored. You may kindly add the link of my blog through your 'Dashboard' add link option
@Serendipity- Very happy that you liked it!
@Chintan- Yes holding hand is a great support
@Kunal-Ek dum theek samjha...Thanks
@Rahul ~ Thanks for the info. I didn't know you could add via the dashboard! :)
ReplyDeleteSooo sweet.. :)
ReplyDeleteRahul- Thank you for your kind comments!
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