I would sail with breathes if I could…
Unstirred unmoved through everything as nothing, if I could,
In the days to come and nights to ponder,
I will cuddle with my love and that’s I should…..
Did I let go the furry and the boil...
To live somber as if nothing to toil…
To live as if just breathing is what matters
Rest all already soiled…
Never was my soul so tamed and timid,
What’s the fear? what for to hold on?
Let go the unease and breathe a thought….
Thought of oneself being free and vivid among dreams
Cutting the haze with a refreshing smile….
That’s a thing that I surely should do and be alive….
Amit
Amit
5 comments:
one more good poem. waiting for next.
very nice..........
thanks
very nice..........
thanks
very nice..........
thanks
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