Boomerang

Freedom at heart,

Freedom of soul

Glorious past

Beckons to revive.

And all the gestures

Getting ignored

Life’s the way you want

When the stride is right

Sometimes and always

Peep through those painstaking moments

Jamming heartbeats and some more

Up , down and then Up again.

And there goes again

Beat it if you can

I bet you can’t

For it’s the instinct I Am born with

Survival from bruise

Rising from crush

Denying the myths

Depicting my very Existence !