Friday, September 24, 2010

A Distant Place

I wish to reach at such a distant place

Where nobody would hear my voice,

Unaccompanied I would walk,

Through that deserted lain

Only a shadow of mine would follow,

With no regrets and pain

My face with no expression,

Like that dizzy night’s perception,

Where there would be no doubts to clear,

No stories to frame,

No ifs and buts to hear,

No properties to claim,

Would just walk and pass throughout,

With no smiles to exchange,

No anger to shout,

No tears to hide,

No conflicts to fight

Nobody to be proven wrong,

And no reasons to prove me right,

Yaa, I wish to reach at such a distant place,

As I am fed up life’s this sabby spot,

There is too much continuity,

And I am looking for as full stop,

It places a question mark every now and then,

Those Exclamation marks bring the reason to lament,

I don’t understand the difference between black white and grey,

All get moulded like made up of clay,

Here, I feel like I am lost in all,

Together we walk,

But secluded we fall,

Yeah! I wish to go to that distant place,

Where my footprints can-not be traced