The Escapist

The escapist wonders in the land of mountains

Sheds a few memories and make bridges with the updates

Treks over the rocks, struggles and exhausts

Slips over, gets breathless and feels lost

Its soul floats on the river surface

and every truth reappears from the vase

Gorging like a baby for the warmth it prays

Astounded by the fall it disappears in search of new ways

The escapist wonders in the land of the mountains

To be someone new it replaces the memories with the updates..

 

 

AGES..

Ages pass on, we, you and I move on,

keeping hope we stick on, together we build our bond.

Bond that’s deep, depth that we meet,

meet when we uncover, uncover what is covert.

Covert that is unshared, unshared but adhered,

adhered what is ignored by rest, rest who’s presence is rare.

Rare not outside but inside, inside we pray, love and cry,

cries that are unheard, unheard wishes & desires later burned.

Burned emotions turn stern, where logics and reasons go beyond,

beyond our reach & smiles, becoming unbound yet bound.

Touched, unfold , solved our hearts may or may not,

keeping hope we stick on, together we build our bond.

Ages will pass on, we, you and I will move on!