Monday, December 03, 2007

Adieu

New places there are, but some faces seem old;

In countries of strange men also, there is some hand you can hold.

Lost when you are, there is a voice which will guide you

And anxious when you are the same voice shall give comfort too.

Not once, not twice, but so many times I did feel

Just how much you gave me, nothing in return did you mean.

And here I am bidding you a good bye;

New horizons beckon, but old memories shall linger by.

Days may come when our common roads become far and few, but;

Always in my heart I’ll remember those paths tread by Me and You.

1 comment:

ankur said...

whats the context of this poem?