Someday I will come ,
Breaking free ,
From the clutches of fate ,
Resolving inviolable strands ,
Ignoring those piercing voices ,
Slipping away beneath the sand .
Someday I wish ,
To feel the grass ,
Beneath my feet ,
Touched  by the fresh drops of dew ,
Sparkling on flowers ,
Shining near the meadow .
Someday I hope ,
To sit back in leisure ,
Sewing new dreams ,
On this big blue canvass ,
Spread all over ,
Where clouds of distinct shapes ,
Joyfully hover ,
Waiting to commingle ,
Together again ,
To purify self ,
In the sanctifying rain .
May be Some day….
 

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                    Comments (10 so far )
THE QUILL....
                                    soo nice and sooo beautiful :) inspiring :) having fragrance of freshness :)
                                    March 21st, 2014
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                                    Thank you :)
                                    March 21st, 2014
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                                    Thank you Reema n Lahari :)
                                    March 22nd, 2014
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                                    Thank you so much ...Suraj and Mallu :)
                                    March 23rd, 2014
                                    

