My Backpack Ride Back Home

Sliding, winding roads
The crisp air that tunnels it's way through my hair
Gushing emotions and feelings of getting back home
Working my spirit debonair.

Tempted to watch
The slow, steady pains wash away from the body
Watch them flow through hot, soapy water
Non extant and free.

The wind and the trees
Working their magic on hollow lands and elevated grasslands
Breaking free the spirit to its undying state
A realm that understands.

Halfway there I see
The place that had longer for me and I had longer for it
I had waited for me, to be a part of it
Again,  and be one whole.

- Mitul Magu
3rd December, 2018

Everlasting Memories

Overflowing memories skim past the daylight,

Washing away the weight of the present.

Like an aura, blazing towards infinity

Casting forth undying reminiscence.

Together, binary memories swirl,

Like two stars dancing beyond time.

Beyond reason and beyond limits,

Into an oblivion that is beyond divine.

Memories last forever and what is yours,

Will stay yours in your consciousness.

One thing that never fades, never weakens,

Like an earthly gift of eternal bliss.

                                                                -Mitul Magu

                                                                20^th April, 2018