Saturday, October 2, 2010

sailing forlorn

Sailing out the dinghy
Presuming, knew the destiny
Now, no soar is visible
Un-ending journey to trail
Unsecured and fear in mind
Of a forlorn journey ahead
Endless and need to cover
Can be pleasant or stormy, but a due for the loner
 A dream, of feeling the goodness of the World
And to be loved, cared and so nurtured
Now, left out utterly abandoned
It might not be a dream, thus, its greed
Of moving around the best part of the World.
The dream was off beam, dishonorable greed!!

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