::- THE NEXT SUMMIT -::
Once atop a hill
I thought I can't ascend more,
Satisfied, I touched the summit,
I exhaled cold air,
And returned back home.
It went on the old way,
In the new boiling air,
I did not feel fear
Of heights any longer
And there came slowly
The moments of freedom,
And the complete liberty.
But, I realise,
The next summit awaits me,
This time in the plains.
And am determined
To climb every summit I meet
Untill I feel stark fearless.
By- Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
I thought I can't ascend more,
Satisfied, I touched the summit,
I exhaled cold air,
And returned back home.
It went on the old way,
In the new boiling air,
I did not feel fear
Of heights any longer
And there came slowly
The moments of freedom,
And the complete liberty.
But, I realise,
The next summit awaits me,
This time in the plains.
And am determined
To climb every summit I meet
Untill I feel stark fearless.
By- Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
Comments
Post a Comment