Sunday, 6 December 2015


Vision unbound in harbor passage,  
Water responsive from dream spot,
Too vast for a voyage, we begin,  
Quest starts back from school days.

This December my attempt starts
From street, from rout chart enigmas
One way, crossing it by steamer
The river gets elongated fiesta in port.

A singing motion, envisioned catharsis,
Shrills of walking on mud, sediments,
Salty taste of water, are stages with
Thrills and penance, vision is charm.

On the journey, we reach nearer to
Deep whims and sacrifice of existence,
Our foot prints and home are presents,
All attempts in reality carry our dream.