That Night.

November 8, 2010
By Mugdha Gupta BRONZE, Meerut, Other
Mugdha Gupta BRONZE, Meerut, Other
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The dark night with silver dots,
And a lighthouse signaling to a ship,
The bridge, where I stood,
Ships sailing beneath me,
Boys skateboarding behind me,
I stared absentmindedly at a letterbox with ancient carvings,
I tried to make out what the breeze blowing past me had to say,
I could see my future as clearly as the blank sky,
The future I would give anything for,
The future I so wanted to be a part of,
The future without which my life wouldn’t be absolute,
The future I could never imagine to lose.

The author's comments:
I remember this night, when i was in the US of A for my winter holidays: so somewhere near San Simeon i saw a bridge, and it was dark and cold, i just got off from the car and stepped on the bridge, and its then i realized that God really was there for me no matter what and that i loved my family unconditionally and that i had really fallen in love with this beautiful country and i belonged to this place, no matter what.

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