Gone With The Wind
Some times a blast of wind comes to your life....
And you stand there like a feather..
Getting carried away..
Don't know what you are doing and where are you going...
Going in a new dimension never known before
Solely relying on your heart and relying blindfolded-
On the wind which has taken you off from your feet
And seem simply surrendering in that turbulence
Letting you float in the whirlwind of emotion
And secured in the powerful arms of that wind
Which has rendered you powerless...
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