Arijit Kumar

Rookie (6th September,1987. / West Bengal, India)

*** The Vagabond *** - Poem by Arijit Kumar

Being a vagabond in the beach called life
With my screwed destiny I embroil in strifes.

Seeing the ocean of chances lying just ahead,
To see the palace of glory or at least knock on its facade

Animated, I dive off to find me in the end
Down the debris of desires, too confused to contend.

Then I heave myself up again blowing the dust from my chest
And shrugging off as nothing happened, I do what I do best.

Boozing up to the neck line I dance in the crazy rain
And kick the thought of flying high on its abdomen.

No anguish to relinquish, no matter to despond
Life is a highway baby & I’m another vagabond.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

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