My mind wants to be free,
and sail like a boat on Ganges.
Not to be tied to the stump of tree,
and find a world living on edges.
Let my mind fly freely in air,
as the storm plays with the sail.
I want to know how I would fare,
be it a glorious win or sadly fail.
Like a boat tossing on rough waters,
our decisions keeps swaying to and fro.
To take a decision is all that matters,
we may wade against the waves though.
Prasenjit©1997-2013
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