Travel

Moving along with the mellow crowd

The bags are packed and holdall is cramped

Do not be mindful to the path with neon signs

Take a step back and a deep breath

Air seem to be filled with CO2, asphyxiating despair

Run! Run! Off to a place in the meadow

Take it all in, the hills, the valley, the river

Put your running shoes next to you

And dip your naked feet into the cool water

Let morning rays graze your cheek, colourful hue

In this escapade you have to be different, someone new

Don’t make assumptions of right or wrong

You don’t have that privilege, just be strong

Travel on the path you choose not the one chosen for you

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The Veil

Out of the conscience into the mind

Certain distraction the veil of time

Could have spoken the truth but words not honest

Little slit forming on a wall, Can it be broken?

Drapes covering head falling before the eyes

Difficult deduction to make everything a jaded find

Conquest is marched and promises are broken

To shed a tear a colossal opportunity is stolen

And timid is her stance as wheel of time started to churn

In cacophony of thoughts she found answers to all her question

Though many questions in her mind were still unanswered

Sheath of her skin too thick to mind anyone’s attention

Forgotten are smug jilted words of control

Now she controls the time when the veil is to be put on