Aimless wanders

Aim pulls the strings of stride,

Each step towards the theme,

Measured each road, counted gallops on the ride;

Gush of breeze, hurls enthusiasm in my breath,

A song of victory play hypnotic tunes,

In blood stream like fever, it’s crept,

I need to reach today,

But goals sway itself away,

Shifting goal post,

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As the sun sets, my soul snatches itself away,

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Listening to it waves, let it fill the calm of waves to its brim,

I had to follow the soul,

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It played with sun all day,

It graciously waits to pass on its invigorating self,

So, I choose to lose myself in wander,

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Effortless, the sun and sea make it seem,

I am tired from burns of passion, of knowing my destiny,

So, I walk now at soul’s pace, I emptied the bag of ambitions,

Filled it, instead with impulse and grace,

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For my sense of wonder,

In synced in my success story are my pauses,

My aimless wanders…..

– Rupika Moitra