Leeway

Painting
A golden garden
In my captive mind
Falls on a leaf...

Words
Shaping the trees
Birds
Flowers, fruits
Shepherds
Lambs and cattles.

Strange!
They look out of place.

Wandering eyes
Refuge on desktops
Picture perfect beauty
In the tonsured land.

The garden everyone sees
Seems abandoned since long
Lost in plastic nests.

Yet the yearning rests
Finds expression
Here and there
In the unreal world.

Garden doesn't belong
To anyone, anymore
Chained mind longs
For it, therefore
Seeks for the space
In every corner
Of the desolate world.