In Search For Heaven
I put my legs in heaven so to tour
For seven seconds they stood very still
Sky never accepted nor I stuck here
I thought myself too mad , and all too will.
Drawn and dupe of the thought I thought near noon,
Fear for shame, jeer from "a one" who saw me,
Made me look for wild or the sort , for soon;
To talk to myself and even to HE.
The hot noon gusts played on my idiot face,
The warm sun was too kind and spoilt side scenes,
As I walked with half-closed eyes - straight in haste,
To reach the wild , with wild for those wild means.
Noon for seven , seven for heaven.
The dusk duties and thirsts dragged my heart home.
On my way back , the Stars threatened that Sun,
The birds dared not enjoy the blue unbound.
Yonder, a heaven lay before my heart!
My yard! Star lit! Mild breezed! Dewed rug! Safe hailed!
All weights are gone: for all lusts will depart,
In that lounge where I set my journeys sail.
Copyright © Isor Chand | Year Posted 2017
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