A Top View

On top of the green and brown mountains,

I drowned myself, a portion of me;

One that held my minds and thoughts

Just chipped off me in the deepness

Of the valley and the winding roads

Those subtle fears and vulnerabilities

That grasps at times like an octopus

I unravel myself slowly like onion peels

Just to realise that I am just hollow inside !

Yet, there is more to this emptiness;

For it fills me up with desires, hopes

And fantasies of an unknown future !

Oh, who should I be grateful for?

The universe that conspired ?

Or the planet that thrived ?

Or the dreams that bloomed ?

Or the companions that I gained?

For a miniscule life, every moment is

like a cloudy mountain climbed and

the view from the top is pure euphoria!