Let me fly...

Often, entangled in thoughts


I see you

somwhere far behind me

where you seem to

cage me in



The higher I'm here

Am I being spoiled

or being what I want to be

In freedom n your absence



I often realize

This is me, a free-will bird

Somewhere far from you

where you seem to

cage me in



I want nothing else

Let me fly, higher than this

In this sky, I get the bliss

not somewhere far down there

where you seem to

cage me in...



I fly not coz I hate that cage

I fly coz I love to fly...



--Gopal Trital

28 August 2012

My silk route...

Silk route. Stations. Lost Souls.

I'm a bird who has chosen this silk route for his journey; at times, the route pauses through stations to bless me with long lost souls. Caring, loving, affectionate souls. But, the journey it compels to keep up the move, I'm a bird, I'm meant to be on this continuous journey, I exist only coz I fly.

And, when it hurts silently, a sweet pain n fear to walk away ...from these souls; new souls are destined to await for this bird to pass through their stations with new moments to be cherished somewhere on some other point of this silk route; only to inscribe tons of memories in a little heart that this bird carries.

These memories are my greatest achievement.

And, the loop continues. Silk route. Stations. Long Lost Souls.