Teesta Review: A Journal of Poetry, Volume 1, Number 1. May 2018. ISSN: 2581-7094
Aspiration
Eyes
don’t need visa,
dreams
have no frontiers.
Even
in the waking sleep,
I
travel through the contours of my eternal world.
Dreams
don’t need wings,
Wishes
don’t require wheels.
My
wish list fully unfilled: I am richly poor;
I aspire to
be aspired.
A
meeting is required to transport the soul
To
the world of eternity.
Dragged
between my soul and body,
I
combat every jiff of time,
To
recover from umpteen troubles.
Asked
life what it has to offer me,
To
my utter surprise answered my life.
It
was syndicated to earn a good man out of,
mere
frame of flesh!