
Over the bridge i stand alone....
watching the shores noise.....
reading the deep sea in its colors so dark so bright....
over the bridge i stand startled wondering how to describe this sight....
my eyes are in awe of the colors of the sun.... as if someone brushed his stroke so right.....
The sun depicted as the goddess of light ... bestowed her blessing right through ma sight......
while the dry barren tree....... pleaded to be rejuvenated with spring...........
and promise him the beauty the coming mornings would bring...
she promised him not to compare himself with the valley that lay beside coz as each ones condition and opportunity destiny was to decide........
Again today i stand.. Watching the shore... the light house flickers his light and more the beauty grows....
the wooden plank floating on the waters.. makes me want to drive...( have a feel of being in the deep wide ocean) ... feel part of those colors that glitter and splore up the night....... amongst the golden waters i float.... and the air wraps me up……………
I open ma arms to feel the beauty spread so wide…
Still dreaming and lost in this world….
I sit over the bridge and decide…
Think of running and bring my brush…
To brush this whole sight………………..
Wonder if I could no matter how hard I tried….
I could never brush the perfect stroke and imperfection every time would be beside!!!!!
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Inder bohot hi koool bohot hi nak bohot hi ache sochan wali kudi hai.......m realy impress with her words.jo v kuj inder ne likhia hai .......just too gud.or i wishing her a gud luck 4 her future and m always pray the god ki meri wish baad wich pahla inder d wish puri kareee
or hai ek gal m gr8 fam if inder words....indeer g sanu kade v chadna nahin
sadi frdship hor agge wade ye hi ummid kara ga.............thanxs a lot
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