The long cherished dream now
Is just a breath away from mast
The warmth of her fragrance
Flares up my drenched soul
The crackle of damp desires
Sends embers upon the sand
Sensing that the shore is nigh
The vessel erupts into a twirl
That conjures up a whirlpool
Splashes brine in the naked eye
Baffled, I start to row in a frenzy
To smother the last few waves
But for long the shore eludes
Somehow I tear my burning eye
To find the shore afar on horizon
I have rowed back Into deep
The folly of blindfolded endeavor !
Rishikesh
2295
23.11 hrs
2.6.25
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