"Walking miles"

With a bag on my back, 

and a pen rolling between my fingers,

I look up at blue sky,

and try to draw clouds on my sheets,

with a bottle of water,

and a heart full of thrist,

I take sips of the water,

praying and thinking that it might rain,

I walk, I walk, miles and miles,

passing woods, valleys, mountains,

maybe you are hiding somewhere there,

I keep faith in my seeking,

I keep faith in love,

I keep faith in HIM,

and I find faith in myself, 

to walk a thousand miles,

with a diary in the bag,

and the pen tires of rolling,

I write down all my experiences,

maybe someday, we would cherish my adventures,

maybe all my walks throught these places,

will let you know how much I have always cared to love you,

and tonight, when everything is silent except my beating heart,

I have no options but to wipe my tears,

and cherish all the distances which I still have to walk,

and while I write in the diary,

clouds are there in dark blue sky turning it black,

I write my walks,

I write my heart out,

again thinking, maybe you have come to know,

that I am walking miles to meet you,

sky have showed lightening,

maybe rain comes tonight,

and maybe it is your answer...

Gaurav Saluja