
The night was cold
streets were empty
the silent moon
glowing in the dark
knew not if the act
he committed
was right or wrong
just felt right
knew he had to
cross the mountain
leaving behind
forgotten memories
trudging towards
new pastures
new life
new hopes
new dreams.....
Aaarti (c) 30th march
Pic Courtesy:http://orbum.net/mark/
the right or wrong..can never be decided... we have to hope that what we did is right...and move on/
ReplyDeleteNicely written :)
just felt right...hmmm...as long as we always feel we are right nothing will go wrong..
ReplyDeleteknew he had to
ReplyDeletecross the mountain
leaving behind
forgotten memories
We too do the same thing often, right?
Good work
GBU
Arti
Is it ur 1st trail....it dosent seems to be:-0)))
ReplyDeletegood one:_)))
Very nicely done.
ReplyDeleteHi Arti,
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem! Loved the feel of it...each day brings new hopes, new dreams, new lives.....
Awesome :)