fluttering through my mind,
to dwell upon a thing or two,patience it does not find !
i look outside the window sill,
hoping for a sign,
the trees sway to the gentle breeze,
upon the mountain land.
the fading day will bring with it,
the hues of dusk alight,
the rising moon, the twinkling stars,
will creep into the night
once again this weary soul,
will take the path back home,
to gather strength for another battle,
to lose some, to conquer some !
1 comment:
Meena, Very profound... Yes, indeed everyone looks for that sign of hope. But it is upto the individual to keep that hope going inspite of the struggles that he/she faces. As you have rightly put - a weary soul needs to gather strength for another battle,
to lose some, to conquer some!
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