i was once winged
no ties no tags
no loose ends
rather free

now tied and tagged
i’m obsessed
i’d rather be free
but i’m fried and weak

i’m quite obsessed
as if entranced
i’m close to weak – yet
i can taste moksh

i’m in a trance
like an acid high
but i wanna have moksh
leave your memory – high and dry

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *