The cows have come home.

Day 2,750, 02:30 Published in India China by dingorider

Hey TDK. Long time no see. As a welcoming gift here you go

Mirza Ghalib said,

Like a child’s sport it is,
the world in front of me…
From each sunlight to the moonlight,
the show happens in front of me.

Desert buries self in dust,
under an influence of me.
Ocean rubs her head in sand
in front of me…

Avoid inquiring, what happened
during your absence to me…
Just feel – how effervescent
you are… in front of me.

My steadfastness holds me,
as wanderlust seduces me…
Behind me is an anchor,
stands a muse in front of me…

Though embrace is lethargic,
eyes still have the spirit.
Let the wine of two worlds,
shower her charms in front of me.

MOOOOOOO