Wish, that is the call of the heart,
Hope, that is touched by the soul,
A journey, A desire, A bloom of the fountain;
I see Dream! Oh, the winding roads,
Days of todays homely staying,
A meadow waiting, Tomorrows morns are brighter,
Like a flame of a flickering lighter,
Burning and spreading lights of its own,
Though yet burning low,
A breeze of propitious future blow ;
Surely, today is not the end of days...
A happier day more to come.....
Seeking this beauty from the bottom of my heart,
I see a new hope lying ahead in midst of challenges,
Its the play of nature, I perceive,
What God knows, past our feelings..
The sea shore dreaming, when walking in the dawn,
Found it was an empty heart, travelling caravan,
Still fighting oh the life of a stranger ;
All seems wilderness, with the wind of a new ocean....
{Selfly Composed Poems }....© ™