Towards My Dream

by Nomad Being   Aug 31, 2007


It was me again,
To be hit by, to be pained,
To be dishearten, to be failed,
But yet to go,
And meet a lot times.......

The same i went,
Carefully and patiently,
Frustrated and defeated,
But again,
Fedup from life,
But still moving,
And yet to go,
Meet a lot times.......

Making a habit,
From pillar to post,
From dawn to dusk,
Left no stone unturned,
But still more to go,
And meet a lot times.......

Not a single chapter unfolded,
Not a single page unread,
I moved towards my dreams,
To make it come true,
Going to an unknown way, an unbeaten path,
To bear it in my own way,
To make history, a new,

And at the fag end,
When everything was a guess,
When everyone became unmoved,
I was still unbeaten,
Spunky i was with some brio as well,
Making a history new,
May be making my dream come true..........!!!

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  • 13 years ago

    by Hallucinostic

    I really like this. The flow of emotions, the choice of words, simple but being simple is, more often than not, one of the best ways to do it.

    Rock n' roll and blessed be.

  • 16 years ago

    by willowoman

    Woooooooooooo its so good I'm speachless