Thursday, 22 January 2015

Prelude to Transgression

How I wish, I was bodiless, Only soul exists..
I could move through crowds.. My physical existence cease..

I could still live, Through … all my senses..
Perceive and experience.. All those spaces

I could explore.. Every nook and corner, Which otherwise forbidden
Free from those gazes, and touches, Direct  .. or hidden..

Minding my veil, robe and gestures, I need not shrink more
Would just loiter around, neither doubt nor fear..

I would exist, without the burden of the body and the self..
Be a part of everything; I would…  Still be the 'Myself'