I dream of a different world
where the old gods meet the new
where unseen hands caress tired faces
where all is understood
where the earth will rise to embrace the air
when fragile hearts release their burden
I dream of a different world
I dream … of being understood
Ages after being part of an old blog post, the above still makes sense.
Lines from a bygone era
Posted in Nostalgia.
– September 6, 2006
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if u think tht such a world doesn”t exist , i bet u r wrong.. go to a temple/a church or any spiritual place & sit there for sometime with ur eyes closed.. u d have found wat u rseeking for.. probably much more.. but before that u will have to surrender urself to HIM..
Ahhhhhhh…..if only such a world existed in places other than the human imagination…………
Aa chal ke tujhe, Main leke chalu, Ek aise gaga ke talen
nice one…quite thoughtful…
u bet it makes tons of sense to me…