Image © Copyright 2016 Rashmi S. Malapur

Don’t want to think where I landed?

Don’t want to know where to go?

Don’t want to decipher words,

Don’t want to know the meaning of life,

Want to wander, wander and wander endlessly,

Slip out of reason,

Enjoy the oblivion,

Smell the sweet fragrance of breezing breathe,

Trod, trod and trod,

And fall naked on the ground,

In your arms divine,

I don’t want to fathom your boundless love for me,

I want to wake up in a bed of leaves,

Twitching stems, soothing breeze,

I wish to travel and live the journey beyond time.

© Copyright 2016 Rashmi S. Malapur





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