E22: Anita Sinha recites her poem, Untamed Thoughts The Write Creed

Untamed thoughts by Anita Sinha

Notion, caprice or stretch of imagination. 

Leave behind the nitty gritty of life. 

Take a circuitous path. 

Trudge along labyrinth. 

Scale the heights of a summit. 

Watch the snow-clad mountains 

Rays of the sun in several hues. 

Close my eyes and feel the blues 

Shout at the top of my voice, echoes resonate the valleys 

Gleefully I stand in ecstasy. 

Strutting I spot valley of flowers 

Enchanted and captivated 

Stood mesmerised, drinking their beauty and healing my soul. 

Butterflies fluttering, birds humming and bees buzzing around. 

Transcending in bliss, singing and trilling , no scale no rhythm. 

No desire of applause, no fear of disdain. 

Behold! I see brook. 

Streaming clear and placid. 

Pace towards it , tempted to feel the chill. 

Bending to touch, oh no I hear a beep. 

Beep of the timer , brought me back to my present. 

I found myself in the park, for morning walk 

Now time to go for a bath

Cover art: Picture of the Pir Panjals by Rachit Mankad