M tired of seeking answers outside <br />Knowin well that they lie within… <br /> <br />M tired of talking <br />Knowin well that words r least effective communicator.. <br /> <br />M tired of runnin <br />Knowin well that it’s like a treadmill <br />N m not reaching anywhere… <br /> <br />M tired of chasing <br />An illusion <br />Knowin well that its nothing more than a mirage.. <br /> <br />M tired of learning <br />The hard ways… <br />Knowin well that it’s the best form of learning…. <br /> <br /> <br />But m glad that <br />There’s a helping hand <br />To hold on …. <br />Which is so strong.. <br />It may b invisible <br />But can do miracles… <br /> <br />M glad that <br />God has blessed me <br />Wid company of angels <br />To make me human….<br /><br />shweta advani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-78/
