Boredom crossed its heights;
I always wished to take a Leh flight.
The Ganges seems so far;
What stops me to accelerate my car?
Y can’t I go and take a world round;
Y don’t I have enough pound.
Y do I always need to think of culture;
Tell me Y can’t I be free, like a vulture?
There are things to do before I die;
Please ask sunset to stop telling lie.
Almost lost one third of living;
When will I stop this day-night cribbing?
I always think to be self-daring;
To undo my surcharged thinking!!
It’s so simple, yet so hard!!!
Y can’t I be a hippie at heart?????
After a long time you have penned down your thoughts once again I see, my friend...And since old habits die hard (& some habits never die); so I couldn't stop myself from replying in my own way with words :)
ReplyDeleteBoredom is just a phrase,
for one to pass & go..
Why wish to go to Leh?
where boredom shan't stoop low....
The Ganges are never far,
they just seem out of reach..
Why drive a car to the river?
When to a boatman you should beseech....
Its not always about money,
its not about Dollars & pound..
When one's heart is light & free,
that's when she is ready to travel around....
The vulture is no free bird my friend,
the bird of prey is imprisoned to the dead..
Be free like the Eagles & Falcons,
to sky who have seem to wed....
Death is only just the beginning,
you have many lives to do your chores..
The sunset is just a truth of life,
you will admire its lies, when at the shores....
To each his own I suppose,
where one is hippie, while other with a task..
Is to be free and unbound truly freedom ??
Is the night truly the shining Sun's mask ??
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ReplyDeleteY can’t I be a hippie at heart?????
You are but a hippie at heart,
Just close your eyes and feel its art :)
Beautifully written.. Loved it.....
ReplyDeleteKeep Smiling.. Bless You.. Tc
@Sandy...........