Almost heavens...he said
Life is old there alright and I am just too nai've to judge or comment upon that...but if this is what Denver felt like when he wrote the song....kudos...wrote it with tears...
Why is it that after achieving everything life has to offer you....you want to go back and have some peace? I mean...this is what we all work for right? Safe and healthy parents, a lovely wife, awesome juniors and greatest friends and the wait for a lovely daughter or son to call you Dadda or whatever you want him/her to call you.
Then why is it that something is always missing? Why is it that the world suddenly turns mute....and all you hear is your own blood gushing through the veins near your eardrum? As if like you just heard a bomb explode...meters away.
Suddenly....nothing else matters....but to go home. Yes...home...
A place where there are people who hate you, love you, pamper you, scold you and above all miss you. The point is...all those emotions are real. Yeah...R.E.A.L...They cry when you are sad, they scream when you are happy.....They wait for you when you are not there....
Guess I am bit blue right now. Damn! thats it... I am blue! I wanna run away where no one can ever see me. I wanna run back to my home. Yes....home....right there...around the corner....no no...don't look on the street. I mean the corner of life...just there you'll find home...a place to sleep and die....
Just there..around the corner...yes....just there...
Life is old there alright and I am just too nai've to judge or comment upon that...but if this is what Denver felt like when he wrote the song....kudos...wrote it with tears...
Why is it that after achieving everything life has to offer you....you want to go back and have some peace? I mean...this is what we all work for right? Safe and healthy parents, a lovely wife, awesome juniors and greatest friends and the wait for a lovely daughter or son to call you Dadda or whatever you want him/her to call you.
Then why is it that something is always missing? Why is it that the world suddenly turns mute....and all you hear is your own blood gushing through the veins near your eardrum? As if like you just heard a bomb explode...meters away.
Suddenly....nothing else matters....but to go home. Yes...home...
A place where there are people who hate you, love you, pamper you, scold you and above all miss you. The point is...all those emotions are real. Yeah...R.E.A.L...They cry when you are sad, they scream when you are happy.....They wait for you when you are not there....
Guess I am bit blue right now. Damn! thats it... I am blue! I wanna run away where no one can ever see me. I wanna run back to my home. Yes....home....right there...around the corner....no no...don't look on the street. I mean the corner of life...just there you'll find home...a place to sleep and die....
Just there..around the corner...yes....just there...
2 comments:
i know you wanna go home...where the streets have no name, afterall the streets of the heart have no name...the streets, which will be open for people who can walk the lane of your heart...where even a muted calm world will be well understood.
You said to me that this post of yours is not intriguing...thanks for that actually. It was long time i had heard the voice of a boy inside a man crying to go home.
Go home Boss...people are waiting
Good writing skills
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