I want to go back to my origin where I belong <br />essentially to satiate my soul <br />one homecoming on a realm where <br />soil blends a fragrance most like the earth <br />air on its gasp sense pure essence and <br />rivers know where to flow in order, <br />mountains and meadows know <br />well the miasma of a new born dawn <br />and earthen autumn burnt up <br />colors horizon knows to paint in style <br />nature discerns precisely to acclimatize <br />marvels of seasonal surprises <br />and universe knows candidly to lien <br />on a rhythm so special to heart <br /> <br />In one concrete sequence of rude realities <br />no feelings rendered on tied up strings <br />pull it hard it breaks and crinkles on a <br />hard base of elemental void <br />masks of pretensions seal the vacuum <br />when crushed on controls of <br />crazy crowded convergence <br />towers of conceit so prominent <br />to climb on in respite and on one <br />empty pedestal, mind conveys <br />grievances when soul cries silently <br />fears, worries of cosmic collisions <br />and timid fierce threats from minds <br />of very own humans.... <br />my home is not here and this only asylum <br />a retreat for a while to restrain burdens, <br />not a place to combine mind and soul in harmony <br /> <br />I want to belong where my mind flows <br />along the river with no blocks involved <br />where clouds should radiate a rainbow <br />after a frantic moody rain...... <br />rain drops should drizzle on my dreams and <br />flowers should blossom on fragrance... <br />besides the glowing full fledge moon light <br />my vision should bloom on the reflex <br />and borrow a dab of glint from stars <br />on a tranquil expanse of sky <br />along with diverse flora and fauna <br />my body should float in union <br />with soul in specific and I should <br />redeem my inner self on wings of freedom <br />with a definite feeling of belonging<br /><br />Rema Prasanaa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-i-belong-8/
