An old paper plane
Down on the road
Dusty and battered
The flying days
Were long gone
What happened
To the dreams
And those desires
Which it carried
On its tiny wings
And took off
Beyond the boundaries
Of life’s normality
No More Flying
An old paper plane
Down on the road
Dusty and battered
The flying days
Were long gone
What happened
To the dreams
And those desires
Which it carried
On its tiny wings
And took off
Beyond the boundaries
Of life’s normality
Adventures and Postcards from the road
Travel to Live, Live to Travel
Poet. Writer. Photographer.
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference." The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost
Having fun blogging with friends
sights of life from a passerby
Expressing Thought Through Photography
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We dream because we can.
It is upto the Almighty to fulfill our dreams.
Ofcourse one should also make efforts
Enjoyed the poetry bro
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Love!
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Thank you 🙂
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Moving!!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Welcome!!
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