Journey Through My Thoughts | Collection of Poetry by Harminder Nagi
"Birds have taken flight to a further place,
Beyond the long reach of foggy woods,
Robin alone singing a song, enduring to embrace,
Perched on a twig, swinging assorted moods".
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in formatting and publishing.
Memories of Motherland
My memory travels across the sea and transcends,
The place where once I played with my friends,
I want to be there where my conscious reposes,
We all fell down playing ring-a ring-o roses.
In summer, I laid under the starry night,
Twinkling stars shone so bright,
My mum sang lullaby and put me to bed,
In a dream; with a princess I did wed.
Played in the alleyway with marbles and yoyo,
The flashes of nostalgia make me feel so low,
My ears still ringing with hullabaloo and jokes,
I spent hours having fun with my dear folks.
I can hear the wind across the plain,
The birds are chirping calling my name,
Pittar-patter downpour singing a song,
All calling me to come home, where I belong.
I always return to India; my motherland,
The place is a paradise and none is so grand.
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