My Ways

Somewhere deep down in the core rests a strong desire to live like a vagabond-a free spirit bird,just wandering the highways and byways.

In his poem Vagabond R.L Stevenson says : "Wealth I seek not , hope nor love ,  

                                                                             Nor a friend to know me ,

                                                                        All I seek , the heaven above ,

                                                                            And the road below me ."

Referring to these lines doesn't mean that I am fed up  and seeking isolation.There are times when one wants to be  far away from the madding crowd with no one by side.

I want to be in my own world which I have fabricated for myself ,the following poem expresses my aspiration,what I fancy  and crave for ,the way I want to live.I do not know whether I am successful in expressing my line of thinking but for sure  I want to give a try.

MY WAYS

I promised to live my life to the fullest with each passing days,

I promised that my life will not be the same like the old ways.

No one will have control over me,

What the future will be now ,I can foresee.

No one to mind ,no one to trouble,

 I will be a free falcon and enjoyment will be doubled.

No rules to follow,no burden of relations,

I will be a vagabond,covering many destinations.

No burden on mind,no hope for anything,

I will be a gibbon ,going to and fro on the swing.

No pain,no complaint and no place for any desire,

I will be a sage , mind liberated from any fire.(here fire refers to ego,attitude and revenge )

O Lord! Grant my wish, 

My life will be a bliss!

P.S -Will wait till the dooms day for the wish to be granted.😆