road is what it takes us home
across the vales, mounts and sea
or it is the endless dream in which we roam
when we want to run away from home.
away from the confinement of the home
our eyes and feet chase whatever they see
our hearts like wanderer roam
and our soul dance with endless glee.
Sharmishtha basu
10.1.11
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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