A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

Adrift

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Misty morning 
Mooring undone 
I drift. 
Wondering, wandering 
No pier in sight, and yet 
Yet, 
Breakers sound, in the distance 
As your call. 
Home. Harbour. A safe berth. I am born again.
2 August, 2011
Nonsensical yet… 🙂
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Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

5 thoughts on “Adrift

  1. I beg you pleasesave me from these choppy seasI long for some peaceand in you me seesa cure for my disease.Hopelessness and hope in a single verse.A wave that tries to drown you also brings you up for some fresh breath. Beautiful.

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  2. Your words I would like to freezeAnd keep as fresh, for they do pleaseAnd to this write give fresh leaseOf life, and depth, with such ease :)Thank you seems inadequate. But it will have to do for now, Govind. Only, I offer it over and over again…. 🙂

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  3. loved this one. Was perfect for my mood today.

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  4. Sunitha, 🙂 🙂 Thank you!

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