Treasure Island

Hardik Vaidya

(26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

I want to be a vagabond


I want to be a vagabond.
I want to roam.
I want to linger on the boundaries.
I want to hang on to the edges.
I want to creep on the margins.
I want to slither where eyes meet.
I want to murmur between ears.
I want to loiter between unspoken words.
I want to trespass on unfelt feelings.
I want to rumble on tomorrow's grumble.
I want to live tomorrows today.
I want to live yesterday's day before.
I want to be a vagabond.
I want to roam on the lashes of your eyes.
I want to be a vagabond.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 13, 2013

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