Wanderer for life

I want to be a wanderer for life…

Swaying to the Andalucian beats…

Serenading to a Parisian melody…

Roaming love-lorn in Rome…

Singing all through the streets of Mississippi …

Miming my life’s frolic filled days in London’s theater…

Enjoying the specially cooked Sushi in Tokyo…

Fantasizing much more escapades in El Mundo…

Chronicling it all in an attempt to freeze pleasures…

Better still, I’ll be a wanderer for life…

A Musical Serenade: The Note and the Musician

There you are all too near yet so far...
Come fly me to the music box...
Come play me darling- maybe an octave higher...
Yes! colour me a shade lighter in the following movement...
Make me a tad tender than the usual days...
Let me be your ally to churn few emotions...
Let me comfort you till you find me...
O honey! you meet me at last...
And only you know my cryptic desires...

The Strange Uncanny Green Blue

The strange melody is making me dance..
The uncanny ship is sailing towards East..
The green monster is rising again..
The blue rain is retiring thus...