To yonder in wonderland
leaving imprints on the sand
surfing by the tides
goosebumps in joyrides
to stand & stare
at the sky & jewels up
screaming as you may
at the voice top
slipping too at the steep slope
immersing in tunes of nature
on a patch of green pasture
murmuring sound of the rivulet
tides gushing by
in a speedy spate
laughter child like
setting free the soul
cruising in the sky
just like a free fowl
immersing in colours
or sweating in full vigour
all this & much more alike
that make us all alive
deserve indulgence
more often than we spend time
modernity & thoroughfare of life
brings in undesirable baggage
that are rife
letting go off
is nonetheless very tough
leaving behind traces
that are quite rough
