A Head Poem by ashish shrestha

got to find my ways upto the mountains,
set my legs free and fly across..
in other time, some other mind, things
could have been different but thats not me.
all i`ve is all i`m. Not a dropp more than
what i need. it will please me,
keep me going, get going, gone.
i can hear `em call, calm soundless
stary sky, my head is so full of it.
moon to keep me company is by my side,
hands me over to the sun as it burns,
its fun sleepin dead in the green fields
and to go ahead where the road ends.
i`d love to print my foot where no man has been,
i guess its very hard place to be seen.
i`ll keep clean, take only pictures and leave
only footprints.
i`m a head among heads.unlike a head,
`em heads are good at feelin dead.
why do they wake alive every monring? ? ?