Climbing on star
Climbing on the stars
I crossed the sky
Sky is in my stairs
And on my roofs
Phoop, I do not
Want to smoke.
Calling the sea
Crossing the sky
Counting the years
I'm on the road
The road goes nowhere
It's me
Going day and night
And I do not want
the bond to be tight.
Suddenly shocked
I stopped there
And there you are
Waiting for me
Contact continues
And I'm with you
And who are you
Need not be asked
By any shrewd.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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