My Wild Self

Sometime I think
it's better to jump
from the highest cliff
and feel the cold water
hitting against my body
than sitting idle
basking sun and star gazing

there is a desire
in the deepest corner of my heart
to feel the beauty
tender and exciting
suck in every youthful pleasure
hidden inside the sensuous body

I want to go
back to my carefree days
chasing the squirrel
stealing delicious oranges
from the neighbourhood orchard
bunking class
for the sheer pleasure of fishing



Poetry by Amar Gurung
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Written on 2009-10-28 at 04:50

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Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Very beautiful!
2009-12-05