someday

like a free falling leaf

carried by powerful breeeze

to unknown destinations

an exuberant flight

an escape to some place

where hypocrisy fades

where treachery doesnt hide ,

behind innocent face

where blood relations,

are not mocked at

where woman is someone,

beyond her body and flesh

where creator of creation,

need not be proved by reason

where echoes of laughter

not too expensive to spare

where there is no mad rush

for things we already possessed

where blessings have a meaning

and not just a verbal gimmick

where destitutes and dejected

are not left to die on roadsides

where mother nature

is not robbed and left to bleed

where silence is all enduring

do we really need a language

alas utopias are embedded in imagination

or can they really exist?

i left a thought in cosmo

hoping it will resonate

to humanity lost in frailty

someday somewhere somehow......amen!