Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Grown Ups Hunt

Against all odds
Somewhere we all go
Don’t know how far
But we give it a sure go.

Are you covered up
In a cocoon of thoughts?
Never mind ‘coz when you break free
You’ll evolve with a decree.

What you know
Is what you want
There is so much unknown
To be explored once born.

Are there times when you search?
For your long lost childhood.

It is still in you
Tender and strong
Now grown in full form
Assume the new norm.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

good one ! makes one feels nostalgic and lost chances and unrequited dreams