By Raju Koushik Gorantla
The imperturbable pacifying breeze
The upbeat alluring light
The innocent aroma of the damp soil
The elegant gaze of the blossoming floret
The stoned still pebbles nothing much serener
The boisterous shore frolicking around
The fine sand caressing my feet
The enigmatic horizon over my crown
Beneath the fervent abysmal blue sky
Living a world drenched in my imagination
But never feeling alone.
Never feeling alone.