“I wish I could go
On a lone-trip, someday…
With just my backpack
And all my dreams;
Live with the natives,
Share their food,
Learn their languages,
Discover their histories;
Touch the clouds,
Dance in the rain,
Chase the wind,
Row a boat;
Scream into valleys,
Jump into puddles,
Collect some orchids,
Camp in wilderness;
Wake up at dawn, to bask in the first ray
And make lots of friends, along the way.”
– said the girl who could not step out of the front door without permission.
Powerful Overflow 
Some dreams are so small. Yet, so far. Good one, Abi! 🙂
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I HAD to use rhyming words at the end for your sake 😛
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Haha! Give me some time 😛 I’m learning to understand poetry! 😀
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same here…
-a girl who lives behind invisible iron bars 😦
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There is only one person who can help you and it is YOU! 🙂
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🙂
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Seems like u have written it for me thambi :* 🙂
Loved it. I feel every word of it !!
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I’m glad you liked it! 🙂
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*Abi, not thambi! 😛
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Sorry Abhinaya 🙂
It’s your poem !! Kudos to you. And this isn’t for Karthik 😀
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Hahahah. Yes, changes made 😛
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I just assumed “thambi” was universal like “dude” 😀
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Oyee. Commenting on old post 😛
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😛
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Not me! 😐
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really dear abi….I can absolutely relate with you…and I totally agree
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Thanks! Read and share your opinions and suggestions for all my future posts too 🙂
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sure,,,
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That was a wonderful poem. That last line made it all!:-)
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