Nirvana of A Rolling stone...
Everything was coming towards
Words Pain Words
Thoughts Pain Thoughts
Some silence; a dose of sedative
Fall and Rise
Rise and Fall
Summary of Life
My olive green shirt had two pockets
left one to give, right one to take
there was a hole in one
confusing me about the counts
'give and take of life'
Yesterday night I have stiched the hole
Counting no more.
I would rather take measurements
of my emotion, love, desire
then heart, eyes and brain
did they fit?
Asking no more.
I traveled wearing that faded shirt
counting weights in vacuum
nomadic were my thoughts
nowhere was my heart
Traveling no more.
I waited like a stone in the river bank
let her touch my face
after each rain.
let her take me towards the sea
let me drawn
O' river you didn't
and waiting no more.
I pressed my lips against the golden moon
and started walking down the hill
Yesterday night I finished all my quest
and just walked away from myself!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem