Thoughts - UNBOUND !!
And lasted till the middle of nowhere.
Of its mystique aloof existence,
The only amulet was air.
A transient bend of thoughts,
Left me sunk in its charisma.
Only me and my shadow stood there,
Enthralled in thaumaturgical aroma.
Those beautiful-occult raspberries,
Peaking through unfurled leaves.
Those umpteen lilac blossoms,
Whom the janitor soil weaves.
Trickling through my forehead, And into the eardrum.
Far from zenith's heights,
A traveller (raindrop)had come.
It spoke about places,
I had never been to.
Of cherubics and seraphics,
And the spells they do.
Then a flurry of wind,
Drove me ahead.
I waded through rills,
To a solitary shed.
A journey to an isle,
Without moving an inch.
As THOUGHTS UNBOUND,
Fly like a finch.
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