Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Nomadic Life

Family and friends I left far away,
riches and career have their way.
Changes color my life
permanence long lost its shine.

Roomies change when seasons change,
our paths meet to part again.
Little lessons of pain and pleasure,
enlighten those who care to listen.

Busy hours spent at office,
bugs and issues choke my life.
Need of my home and hearth felt,
only when sleep kisses my eyes.

Nomadic life has its own pleasure,
every place reveals a treasure.
Lessons learnt on my way,
precious than all the wealth I make.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

one word - realistic..
it struck a chord somewhere inside me

SriLakshmi said...

You have depicted the unexplicit life within us.

Arun said...

good one.... really a good one...

sivani said...

its me again....it seems like I have to praise each and evry poem of yours...it so heart touching...

naathaari said...

ur maturity prove the words