All the distance, and all the miles.
What's the meaning, and where are the smiles?
The days we played.
The days we laughed.
Those days have gone by.
We were running our race,
Resolve showing on our face.
Racing towards our goal,
Not realizing we were losing our soul.
And then the days went by.
Then we stopped and took a breath.
We could see how close was death.
All the sunshine, and all the warmth,
Look at what we had become.
Shadows of our former selves.
The clouds are forming,
And we keep running.
Every day we keep ageing.
Hope's not gone that one day again,
We could learn to stop and feel the rain.
What's the meaning, and where are the smiles?
The days we played.
The days we laughed.
Those days have gone by.
We were running our race,
Resolve showing on our face.
Racing towards our goal,
Not realizing we were losing our soul.
And then the days went by.
Then we stopped and took a breath.
We could see how close was death.
All the sunshine, and all the warmth,
Look at what we had become.
Shadows of our former selves.
The clouds are forming,
And we keep running.
Every day we keep ageing.
Hope's not gone that one day again,
We could learn to stop and feel the rain.
4 comments:
Its funny....Because lately I have been having these overhelming bouts of nostalgia!!
Isn't it funny, I mean I am 22 and can almost feel a few people slipping away from my life!
Not fair! :)
its awesome!breathtakingly simple n beautiful...just so crisp and direct wid its meaning...loved it!
Can't believe you wrote something like this and you don't want a trip to Bombay! Nicely put. Liked it.
no man... im too proud a fan to leave an anonymous post!!...this ones my favorite!!...
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