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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

RESTLESS

Why the grass on the other side of the fence is green,
      When  lovely flowers bloom this side of garden
Why the sounds of the distant drums is pleasant,
         When lilting music plays next to ears
       Why go the other side of  river?
          When sweetheart stands holding hand.
   Why  gaze towards the promised  land?
          When  motherland gives  all
Is it the desire to conquer the unknown?
Or stoke the embers to keep the fire in mind aglow
It is to fulfill  dreams nurtured with passion
To conquer many more miles before eternal sleep

4 comments:

  1. :) it's our wild side that needs to roar ;)

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  2. Well said Chintan...could'nt agree more ;)

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  3. The green grass on the other side is sometimes an astroturf.

    :) Loved the weave.

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