Standing there so still, upright…..

Myriad ex-pressions escaping like stars that night…

Among a crowd looking so insipid,

Laughing at me without battling an Eyelid….

Like a madman…I stand with perceptions…

Swinging in the pendulum of emotions…

Mocking with the very PEOPLE in the crowd... at ME…

Took my inmate for a swim across my inventive sea…

Named and termed as the RIDICULOUS MAN ….

Engrossed in the mist of solitude without a plan…

I stand a relieved man…….

Against a crowd which cries “ Do whatever you can !“

As I see the leaves swing up and down the tree…

I understood… I am on the verge of setting FREE ………….

I AM…….

Sid.