Tuesday, 20 April 2010

Distant

God returned you to me,
you came back and gave me my broken wings.
As we fly high -
in the light blue sky called life
trajecting a new trail,
why do you seem like a distant dream
that never realises ?

-Poorna

5 comments:

  1. Beautiful words, so excellently written.

    Yvonne,

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  2. ahhh.... serene... the question at the end tugs at my heartstrings.. well done!

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  3. Beautifully done. Missed your posts and it is nice to see a nice one. Once we have made up our mind and moved on in life, the past never is able to bring back the old glory, the same intensity.

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  4. even if the dream comes near... it's still distant... isn't it?

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