THE LOST FAMILIAR TRAILS
to say the meaning of life, currents
have no time to listen all the
distress stories, it only
knows to flow amid
rocks, stones,
abstracted
silence
of
beautiful morning hold my oscillated steps,
says secretly the breeze into the ears,
look the beautiful virgin nature has
stretched her arms, do not see
twisted again and again to
the lost past, the wild
alleys goes from
here to that
hidden
mountains, near the waterfalls dreams
create the seven colored poetry on
the sky ! flamboyant wild
bloom itself with
intense aroma
of love in
that
location I often wait for you, sometimes,
whenever you will get time don't
forget to visit, may be I
wouldn't be there
but a feeling of
affectionate
passion,
will be
on the wind of eternal affinity, you can see
my name on the bark of tall fern tree
in the center of heart, as once
we have engraved, pledged
to live together endless,
infinite way, though
it wasn't the true
conclusion of
life, other
aspect
were too significant, that I couldn't follow
the familiar trail - - -
