NOMAD

Nomad runs for ethereal world
 stepping on where a new start is to begin
 He clings to clouds of floating whim
 and breaks the realms to unleash springs.
Sunlight recedes as night arrives
and footsteps walked are washed by tides

 shadows of fear growing with sunset
 lead to roads of despair and distress
 In the wake of night the sky beholds
 glittering stars and silver moon
 which greet the nomad every step
 jocund of profound solitude.

 Landscape sketched cold and grey
 bereft of greens and roses red
shivers the blooming daffodils
 which dance the tune of birds that sing
the songs of muse which long for springs
and airy castles in warm summer evenings

 The nomad walks the barren streets
 in delightful memories of past scenaries
 The forlorn roads are left behind
 as rainbow is drawn in grey landscape sky
 the winters melt to waterfalls
and birds again sing the summer breeze song

The gardens thrive of poet's dream
with flowers red, violet, orange and pink