One hundred years and more…

One hundred years, and my search continues
Colors and chattels are no longer bright
There you are, a thousand miles away
Alone in the light of a magical wood I strive
One million dreams spring up
Clouds besiege me from seeing you
A billion stars gather round the silver moon
No one is aware that now I know my skies
It might even take a lifetime to get to you
Yet,that doesn’t stop me wishing from a shooting star


~ by priyaneelam on December 9, 2009.

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