Where I am
Is this my destination
I can’t mend my happening
Sail in this cyclopean paradox
Wondering in omnipotent desire
I have lost my eyes
All my sensation
Hello
My dear
Is this a boat or a mandolin
I don’t know
Only want to embrace and sail
The skeleton of Sardine Mountain
By plucking the hours of distress
I shouted
Who I am
Where I am
Why I am
Who scratch the sky of soul
I need rain
Rain of traverse hope
(c) raju baruah’2010
