Sunday, May 19, 2019


I long for my slate to be clean
once again
so that I can write what I may,
wish and desire,
grown wiser with time, hurt and toil.

I wish I could push my thoughts behind
and start afresh
a new story, a new journey
taking the path
that would lead me to salvation.

I want to pack up
my lifetime of reflections, prejudices and desires
in a castaway box
and dump it in the sea of obscurity
so that I dissolve myself of I, me, myself.

I just want to let go,
paint the town red,
pause to wonder,
stop to ponder
and then melt into nothingness….

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