Caught up
In my wander lust
without baggage,
Minus friends,
Set out on a journey
Through
A dense forest
Only belongings that
My mind carries,
Are fistful of memories
Filled in my
Treasure chest
An impulsive and
Impromptu jaunt
Towards a port of call
Unknown
All desires, all ideas
Forgone
Except one
Burning thirst
To walk and walk
Without rest
Even with blisters
On my feet
Till I see the gleam
The meaning
Of my dream
Signifying the
End of my quest
~ Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India