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Written on: 7th September 2012.
Written by: Sashi.Prabhu (Zeauoxian)

Tons more I wish to do,
Much more I want to do,
Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue,
Much more I wish to do……….

I want to scale scary heights,
I want to bungee jump without any fright.

I want to travel rough terrains on bikes,
I want to make it through forests and go on long hikes.

I want to wander singing songs,
I want to sing about how I mended my wrongs.

I want to be creative again ,
I want to write about my joys thrills and pain.

I want to pour my heart and passion in my works,
I want to write verses & haikus without reactions knee jerks.

I want to take many a calculated risks,
I want to learn from the entire process without shortcuts or fancy tricks.

I want to contribute for a good cause,
I want to give without siphoning material or emotional dross.

I want to untangle messed up issues,
I want to wipe off tears with empathy laced tissues.

I want to work on taboo subjects,
I want to solve regression of y on x.

I want to listen to my music loud,
I want to pen my work in a place far from the madding crowd.

I want to sow seeds and many a plant,
I want to bask in sun rays that into my room slant.

I want to drench in the rains,
I want to make paper boats and sail them in the drains.

I want to pick up from the ground and smell fresh wet earth,
And then joyously have my speech filled with mirth.

I want to boldly write about myself only for me,
I want the world to know me & my mind as they  will always see.

I want to meet often the persons, who mean a lot to me,
I want to be able to emote my passions and feelings of love and glee.

I want to be happy about just any small thing,
And all this I want to do before the last breath to my nostrils I bring.

Facing the blue skies on my funeral pyre,
I want to be on the best craft my soul can hire….

All this I want to do very soon,
Before sets into me dreaded gloom.

But the life I live is taking its toll,
I am yet to get out of this oblivious hole.


Time is just right to set aside,
And take a ride

Fulfill my wants and dreams that I nurtured in me to grow,
And I had put away sheathed in a cocoon of time many years ago.

Now I don’t want a moment long,
And I will do what I want and sing my own song,

And do what in me I let grow,
Many, many years ago.
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