Monday, January 21, 2008

A short poem

Wishes from deep within
thoughts churning through
reminding each time
a promise that’s true

How I wished to walk
the sands of quiet beaches
step in step; clasped hands
and half folded pants

Oh! those moments
One too many to express
For reasons known best
swept aside, put to rest

Wishes from deep within
thoughts churning through
reminding each time
a promise that’s true.


............. I would be glad if anybody can suggest a title for this poem.............. till then.,, bye.