Thursday, 3 May 2012

Variance


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Higher I want to go ,
Where my dreams fly along side,
A feather hurled at the wind,
The storm of chaos I ride.

A fear inscribed in my wings,
Do I shed them never to fly again,
An urge to reach my goal,
Do I need to know the pain.

Do I need to  hide myself,
To obtain what I want 
Do I need to escape,
To conquer my return.

Your mind is your power,
Limitless is your energy,
Goals are mere hurdles.
What stays behind is how you fought,

Limited is the vision of purpose, 
Endless is the sea of thought.
Go through countless journeys,
That is the life we bought.
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1 comment:

  1. "A feather hurled at the wind,
    The storm of chaos I ride."

    "Limited is the vision of purpose,
    Endless is the sea of thought."

    Amazingly crafted lines. Title subtly apt for the
    context. Your work is refining day by day. Keep up the good work. :)

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