someday i'll walk back home
under the ever grey clouds
i will jog- hop and skip.
pretend that its a nice day
as a warm breeze
would blow across my face
keep me cozy
on the dark dead end street
but i'll walk on,
dreaming of home
i will come
when im high
i'll come when im ok
its not today
not tomorrow
neither day after
it is but there
in my thoughts, dreams
even my fantasies.
dreams do come true
dont they?
i'll be home someday
i will be home someday
dreams do come true
dont they?
6 comments:
It'll come true
you may hope
for hope is all there is
more importantly than truth
Phoenix:
hope is all there is, thats true.
but thats what gets us down too.
Oh My God!!! Oh MY goodness!
from where u came n frm where u are.!!! not a question but my expression...
i m jst spell bounded for the time u left comment to the time m going thru ur blog n the time m writing this not so worthy words to praise such a writer..
Lady I *bow* to u..
whats is here is too good for a blog... emotions too revered..
I am glad u came across..infact feel humbled n honoured at same time...in jst a moment i felt at home..not jst reg this post but everywhere...every drop thats been spilled here...its more than an individual can connect too..
thank u so much...
Lovely poetry, and nice site you have.
Famed you on Blogging to Fame =)
All the best!
Deborah:
Thank you for encouraging me :)
"dreams do come true,dont they?"
i like this line.A doubt flavoured with hope,very interesting..
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