A 1000 Miles 5


 

A 1000 miles from my sunshine days,
Pithed against the angel’s wrath;
My fading childhood’s calling me,

The Unending path to Happiness

Where am i…?

A 1000 miles from my sunshine days,
Perched up in heaven’s door;
My future’s drifting away from me,
Where am i…?

A 1000 miles from my sunshine days,
Painted shades of grey and black;
My red, blue and purple have turned into ashes,
Where am i…?

A 1000 miles from my sunfilled days,
I still look back hoping…
The dark clouds would move back..
The yelow dreams would turn pink,
I would again find the shoulders to lean on…
To cry on…
Someday somewhere i would see the rainbow of hopes;
I still look back, a 1000 miles away…!
Thats all i can do…
;
;
I am here!!

About Dream Peddler

The author finds too many similarities with himself and the boy Calvin. Although a cold blooded techie, working with an Indian software MNC, the finer things of love and life fascinates him. Major portions of his work are about the things that inspires and pacifies. Politics and society too get a chance.


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5 thoughts on “A 1000 Miles

  • daqiao

    I really like this poem. This inspires me to post some of my stuff onto my journal as well!
    I enjoyed reading this! thanks!

  • sauvik

    hi there … thanx buddy …! words are always magical… it lasts …!!! go ahead … post .. ur stuff… waiting for the stuf from u…

    sauvik

  • Enigma

    A 1000 miles from my sunshine days
    I still find my own self there
    I still find the true meaning of being me there
    I still find the feel of being in love there

    A 1000 miles from my sunshine days
    Life has changed its colors to black from VIBGYOR
    Canvas is not juddering anymore
    Brushes, confused with the color of lost sea shore

    A 1000 miles from my sunshine days..