A MOONWALK ON SUN RAYS

There must be a prison outside this door,

Inside the madness scream & rebels roar,

I may say the things that I just don’t like,

Or else keep quiet and act wise!

All directions lead me home still am astray,

I moonwalk my feet on the sunny rays,

I may hide or seek

Behind the tweaks,

Or peck that kiss on death’s cheek!

Let’s elope with a heart of hope,

They can call it unfair since it hasn’t pass the dope,

There are no mountains & well to embrace this rope,

So I play tug & war within my scope!

An Original Creation (A Song) bY: Bharatshree