Hopping on to the scooty –
for a ride in the moonlit sky;
Hair unkempt, dressed in pajamas –
Hogging to heart’s content in that upscale hotel
Listening to those songs just to cry
Dancing in the rain, no care for those party clothes
Feeling glory in being a one-man fan club
Hugging in a crowd without any hiccup
Meaning praises even for the egotist blokes
Embracing feelings as they unfold
Expressing love without remorse
Confessing weaknesses – no fear of loss
Charades of abuses – no regret, no fear
Crying to your heart’s content –
Accepting mistakes of the past
Then moving on in full gear
Being what you please,
Only yourself to appease
Following your soul, discovering our skills
Living to experiment all you will
Looking straight into eyes’ that pry –
Not having to live in the sly
Voice mirroring what lies inside
All of it is freedom sans any guise.
