Towards the dark woods I run
Chasing the decoying dreams
Crawled, found trace of none
Fooled by their puckish whims.
Pray to silence, whisper to me
Now which road must I tread?
On which path my home I’ll see
An’ be freed from this lonely dread?
hmm..nice verse but may i ask why is the poet so sad? ki hoya?
hehe...missing home and u all :)
hmm..nice verse but may i ask why is the poet so sad? ki hoya?
ReplyDeletehehe...missing home and u all :)
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