Retreat

Let’s set off to travel the territories

Least explored!

Remount the fears that have sucked out

The inner child of yours

New adventures are waiting

To explode the sleeping souls

Stand up! And equip yourself with new hopes

Pass through the alleys of nature, she would

Plant your uprooted core.  

 

This time, only this time!

Don’t look for safe slices and become the writer of your life

Bad trips are actually the high-five of happy times 

So, devour the wilderness of nature and

Get mislead for a while. Who knows?

You might find what your soul craves for?

Put aside! Your creepy constructed beliefs

Life is not what you think of.

 

Wake up! You are the wild child of life

Born to slit the boundaries impeding you

To listen your inner voice. You’re not born

To sponge around the noisy and gleaming materialistic lifestyle

They all are bound to shatter with time. Therefore,

Retreat! For a while

Permanence is being nurtured in the cup of life.

 

Some call it Nature, some consider Her life

Even pandemics bow their heads

When they mistakenly touch her slides

Believe it or not, Nature has

Much to offer, you just need to escape/hang-up

The calls offered online

For a while.                                                 SMRITI THAKUR