New Hope Every Day…
Every morning I wake up…
In a desperate search of the land.
To set my sails in a direction…
That can reach a land of my home.
Drifting with every wind…
Pondering with a new hope.
A new hope to set sails right…
To the shore and my new home full of light…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
Filed under: Fantasy, Relationships, Self Reflection
