By Anjali V Raj
I often run down the steep narrow road
Connecting the concrete outer world
To my sweet haven, hidden safe inside the
Earthen bowl painted with green elaborate designs.
I go up with joy as I run down this slope
With the wind ticking my loose hair
As it bids me adieu while rushing upwards,
And the blushing sun secretly peeking at me
Through the fine cracks between the canopies.
I feel the excitement even in my breath
As I float in the air for nano seconds
With my heart beat rising at an elated pace
Jumping up and down cheering me with joy.
I run down this uneven rigid path
Unsure of my each step on the ground
I might make my stiff perfect landing
Or I might trip and fall hurting myself
Yet I don’t fear for I am enthralled
I enjoy this silly risk I am taking
In this predesigned life I claim to be mine
Besides I am closer now, to my sanctuary.
Finally, down and down I go till I suddenly stop
Yes it is my home, I see my safe haven
Waiting with its familiar pleasant smell and
Warm welcoming smile as it senses my arrival
And I go inside leaving my insecurities behind.
Anjali V Raj is a natural science researcher from Kerala, India. She currently works as a research assistant at ATREE, an Environmental think tank in Bangalore. She writes poems and short essays based on her thoughts cultivated from observations of nature, lifestyle and society. She started literary writing at the age of 16 and recently she has published few of her works in the Down to Earth, Café Dissensus Everyday, Borderless Journal and Times of India Reader’s Blog. Most of her poems are published in her personal blog in WordPress (Outburst of Thoughts).
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