Somewhere far

Somewhere far

Somewhere, shores must meet, and stories unfold,
In some cities, tales must still be told.
On some ancient tree, a kite must still rest,
At some street corner, a drama must still be staged best.

Somewhere, true love must still bloom like a fairy tale,
Somewhere, a world of fantasy must still prevail.
Somewhere, someone must still wait with bated breath,
Somewhere, someone must still wait for me, in love's sweet depth.

Somewhere, words are woven into songs so fine,
Somewhere, nights are spent in whispers, heart to heart's shrine.
Somewhere, eyes are read like Braille, with tender care,
Somewhere, societal norms are cast aside, without a single snare.

Somewhere, rituals and customs aren't just a facade,
Somewhere, I breathe life into my soul, unafraid.
Somewhere, the world isn't just about selfish gain,
Somewhere, trust still lives, and love's flame remains.

Somewhere, life's chaos still finds its peaceful nest,
Somewhere, amidst the madness, love's beauty finds its rest.

– Goldi Mishra