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Wednesday, January 18, 2012

hoping


I never did stare at the sky..
irony is I never could find the time
the warm sun would be ignored..
so would the shining moon..
someone said just give it glance..
and be washed in the beauty..
for the moment be lost..
in something that doesn't make sense..
since then sky is not the same..
so much that even clouds talk back..
does bring back fleeting memories..
of the time of being a kid..
counting the stars claiming to own a star..
hoping .. for something.. and still hoping..

11 comments:

Rajlakshmi said...

such a beautiful poem... i loved the way you have written it... simple yet profound in meaning

Sanket Kambli said...

thanks a lot !

Sh@s said...

Lovely poem. As a kid we always dreamt big until we grew up and allowed reality to shatter or shake our own faith in ourselves. Hoping that all your hopes come alive and true for you.

AJai said...

simple... and beautiful!

Indian said...

Beautiful words...poems very rarely look beautiful if they have no rhyme scheme. And this rare occurrence, in my opinion, is only when there's a beautiful meaning in it..and your poems always achieve it. Love the way you've woven the words. Lovely.

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Shomoita said...

Tagged you. Hope you'd enjoy writing it. :)

http://shomoita-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/tag-post-snapshot-of-moment.html

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Shivakumar Negimani said...

Best Poem