
Hither and thither the west wind blows,
While the north and south await their turn.
And along this road I traverse gently
While the west wind ruffles my hair
And plays with my scarf.
Tightly I clutch it and feel the wind in my hair
And then, I run, I don’t care
This is the freedom I want
Like the wind , carefree
I wish to run like the wind
And dance like the river.
And be happy forever and ever
I wish to jump high to feel high
And feel the joy in giving and forgiving
In sharing and caring.
I wish to be devoid of emotions
Save for joy and happiness
But just as night goes with day
And white goes with black
Joy goes with sorrow ,
And I long to go back.
Your west-life is yet to start.. ;) Lemme see what the wind does to you @ US :D
ReplyDeleteI neva thought of it from that angle u knw :) smart!!
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