Far Away

Far away my words do say,

Is your world one to pray.

When laiden besides life,

It stood with countless pride.

I know how to make words,

Unknown how to use them.

Where people learn their desire,

A place where I fail to admire.

I know how to stand,

Unknown how to plan.

Where eyes do sleep,

But mind awakes alive for a time.

In here what lost will come,

In my words I can feel them.

Stepped ahead once and still,

Over head, one leaves to flowers spread.

Ages came and learnt a lot,

Enough seems the lessons.

Steep ahead when crossed the fire,

When left and touched some desires.

Yetesh Sharma
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