I saw that place.
Those sprawling landscapes.
Birds fluttering past.
For a lifetime they last.
You heard ‘em too?
Are they too good to be true?
It’s a place I wish to share with you.
Take me there too.
That morning mist,
My cheeks they kiss.
That seductive breeze,
Those buzzing bees,
Under the vast blue,
Take me there too.
I saw the clouds drawing a thing,
On the wet canvas.
It was a sight to see.
The raindrops singing gleefully.
I wish to feel the dew,
Take me there too.
‘Tis somewhere that I wish to go.
Lost in the woods.
And nothing to woe.
Cry…but none to see.
Dance...but none to heed.
None...except me n you,
Please Take me there too.
-----Pratyusha.