Wonderland…


home

Silent nights.. A Chill in the air and solitude…
Guitar in a hand and melodies in heart as i close my eyes…

The words are jumbled as thoughts mingle … Leading me to wonderland…
A land covered with fresh snow and  a pot of steaming tea…
Of long brewed soups and furry jackets …
Of tracing my breath to the air and watchin it disappear…

The wonderland where sun rises choosing the trees to bestow its first rays upon …
And almost on cue the birds start chirping .. To announce the glorious day…

The wonderland where even the river curves …
Playing a muse to the nature…
Where roads follow the river as far as eyes can see….
A lover hoping for a casual glance..

The wonderland seems real each passing moment…
The air is familiar n mountains i always knew

Almost a deja vu …

I call it my home …
Wat would u ???

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Tanvi Sharma
    Mar 13, 2014 @ 23:42:42

    A Vuja de…unlike it is to you! (:

    Reply

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