Wheels

The wheels moved, I couldn’t. 

Something had stiffened my whole body, still I could hear them speak, in a language unknown. Footsteps approached me, pacing up my heart beat and making me sweat all over. 

A thousand thoughts popped up in my mind imagining every possible outcome for my body that was probably going to thrown out of the train like an unwanted fetus denied any chance of survival.  

The moving wheels seemed to invite the inevitable for me when, mom she just switched on the light compelling me to start a new day again, far from the world of  dreams.

                            

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Explore....

Why are we bound in confines,

As if committing a horrendous crime.

Do look around,

And explore,

The trees sway,

The clouds galore.

Asking us to never relinquish,

Our dreams our aspirations,

Our honest wish.

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Someday.....

Someday I will come ,

Breaking free ,

From the clutches of fate ,

Resolving inviolable strands ,

Ignoring those piercing voices ,

Slipping away beneath the sand .

Someday I wish ,

To feel the grass ,

Beneath my feet ,

Touched  by the fresh drops of dew ,

Sparkling on flowers ,

Shining near the meadow .

Someday I hope ,

To sit back in leisure ,

Sewing new dreams ,

On this big blue canvass ,

Spread all over ,

Where clouds of distinct shapes ,

Joyfully hover ,

Waiting to commingle ,

Together again ,

To purify self ,

In the sanctifying rain .

May be Some day….

                               

Over the distances...

Over the distances..
And over the miles,
A day will surely come
Filled with happiness and smiles.

The morning rays will touch your face..
And make you feel , it's the Almighty's grace
Surely the time will arrive soon..
Drenched in the silver tan of the moon.
Giving you a small curve on the lips,
And glowing as a spark in your eyes.

The moments will finally knock your door..
Whispering..just open quick.
To make you feel..ya..
" Dreams do Come" .

Dreams...

Standing on the ploughed fields...
I wish to see a dream, 
A land of hope and aspirations
Taking me away with them..

Feeling the tiny drops of rain on my unpampered hands,
I used to think what life would be apart from these daily errands.
As the light blue creature whistles by on old rusten tracks,
Where would it be heading to...my inquisitive heart asked.