Looking at the rising aeroplanes,
From the other side of the barbed wall,
Holding your hand, gently tight,
I dreamt of going around the world,
And how peaceful, it always was,
Sitting on the park chair, beside you.
From the other side of the barbed wall,
Holding your hand, gently tight,
I dreamt of going around the world,
And how peaceful, it always was,
Sitting on the park chair, beside you.
#A to Z April Challenge 2015
#Ultimate Blog Challenge April 2015
#Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge April 2015
#NaPoWriMo April 2015
Image Credits - Google Images
Poem © Copyright Salvwi Prasad (POETICbug)
I love the image of traveling the world while sitting on a park bench.
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DeleteLovely poem! Good luck with the challenge!
ReplyDeleteThank you Donna. Wish you good luck too. :)
DeleteSalvwi, I'm visiting from the UBC. What a lovely poem. It reminds me of the joyful peace I feel, holding my husband's hand, just sitting next to each other, anywhere. Best wishes with your challenge!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kebba. I am glad this poem reminded of those beautiful moments. :)
Deletereally nice…..:)
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DeleteBeautiful moments and world right beside :) Beautifully etched in so few words! Amazing! Cheers Salvwi!
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DeleteAmazing collection of Words and thoughts!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tarni :)
DeleteBuilding your future holding the hand of the one you love is the best thing ever :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting Bhavya :)
DeleteEverything seems alright, when I'm beside you... Lovely poem dear... :) The picture is complementing your words... :)
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Thank you Arpita :)
DeleteA wonderful poem, Salvwi. :) Good choice of picture too. :) Glad to have connected with you.
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Thank you Shanaya. I share the same feeling. :)
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