Away from home in a dusty land, <br />chasing shadows that seldom move <br />Gazing with hope without a hint, <br />like drooping leaves on a cloudy noon <br /> <br />Away from tidings, cutoff from rains, <br />few machines breathe for me to work <br />One thing I do despite these pains <br />is to sit like a dog and noisely sulk <br /> <br />Away from streams, I always knew- <br />the travelled road threw lesser fun <br />Holding fast to dreams, hope I renew, <br />on a promise which led all ways to one.<br /><br />Prakash Nair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chasing-shadows/
