An Unknown Path
Green Leaves dancing on the tunes of virgin breeze, walking under the clear sky;
In search of something I don’t know why? Lost in my own world as I hear the birds sing,
Pardon me dad if I missed the gate where the church bell rings.
Tango of light on the mountain sheet, enigmatic patterns a visual treat;
Poetry sung through the lovers eyes, feeling of warmth when they hug you tight,
Sorry Mom, I might be wrong, but stones in temples don’t sing these songs.
A drop of water creating ripples in the ocean, a careless eagle enjoying her flight in an elegant motion;
At times I hear a voice, which says picture is perfect if it’s not messed from inside.
Forgive me society if I decide to walk on my own road, as I refuse to believe in imagination you call GOD.
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