The vast desert welcomes the traveller
The golden sand glistening and blazing
with no life around
searching for oasis in surrounds
mirages were seen
for the quench of thirst
oh!!! Behold …
the dancing princess was nothing but smoke
the sand moved on tune
drifting with the winds
changing its score
as the traveller heard the folklore
when did he start
and where shall it end
where’s the origin
where’s the destination
all eyes could see was a river of sand
a compass screwed
lost in its own magnetism
to the mornings that lured
to the dying sand
was there any solution
maybe the moon could guide
guide to a beautiful caravan
For sole and soul to rest
a gust of chimera opened
when nothing was found
traveller transported
transported to the shore
boarding a wooden boat
as he pranced to dwell in boat
his leap unsteady
made him fall
every one step ahead
why took him behind by two
was life teaching him
you would loose
on the noose
upon singing a lullaby
the heart leaped
placed in lap of boat
to travel the journeys of world
wonder when the chimera shall show up
or when reality may creep in
will the travel seem funnier than destination itself ?