Anchored in depths of nothingness

Nature’s enthusiasm yelling at mirthful heart

Uneventful furlough chained to the waves

A willing moment guided by the winds

Framing dreams when viewed without a window

Transfixed eyes keep aside the questions

Innermost trepidations are unanswered

Energetic wasps sting the restless heart

Towards the charming Sun is the only dream

Waiting for the inner storm to die down

And judge the impending tempest of life


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