An Itch

Amidst the too much of a ruffled furor

where we're all just tangled,

in the futile worldly wars,


I have an itch,


An itch to ferry all, 

towards some placid shores,

Upon the wheels of an eternal joy,

where the haven has a dazzling allure,

Yet,

It is the journey, that leaves your soul,

baffled and implausibly floored!


(c) S.S


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