A Short Poem On 'Change'
For Few Days I Wish I Could Move out of the Hustle-Bustle of this Sprawling Cosmopolitan City to a Utopia where
I Could Witness Sunrises and Sunsets,
To Feel the Cool Breeze on My Curly Black Tresses,
To Sit Back Relax and Feel that 'Life is just Beautiful, '
To Let go of the Pessimistic Thoughts Creeping Into My Mind,
To Close My Eyes and Feel the Intensity of Goodness Imprinted in My Soul,
Something that could change Grimace into a Euphoric Grin on my Countenance! !
Alas! Here I Sit Locked up in My Den with Inexplicable Reasons,
Looks Like I am ...