The daily modern life left us nowhere except tiredness and exhausion.This poem I have written from an exhausted man's view....


Finding The Neverland

The nights are becoming short,
The days long
I am exhausted,
I am tired...
But I will not sleep,
I will not take rest
Until I find the Neverland-
I am in search of Neverland.
The roads areb dusty,
Full of bindings and memories
Leg are binded in shackles-
Of mediocre mindsets,
Of love I cant reject
But I have to break the wall,
I have to break the shackles-
'cause I am finding the Neverland..
I have to search the neverland..
Oh Baby..
For the last time hug me'
For the last kiss me-
Before I say you au revoir..
May be we will not meet everafter.
Goodbye my friends,
Goodbye my love
I am leaving home and all of you...



Poetry by sangbad
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Written on 2009-01-20 at 09:25

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