Saturday, 13 October 2012

My First Ever Poem

Inside the train

 Journey from Kashmir to home

the moon is travelling with us
the bulbs are flashing in front of us
where am i going ?
I travelling back to home

the landmasses behind the window 
seems to move
leaving behind the memories 
I  collected in my own groove
where am I going?
I am travelling back to home

Seen many places there
valleys of love
rains of laughter
mesmerising gardens of blossom
but something new I learnt
that the heart wants to come home
where am I going?
I am travelling back to home! 

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