I call this bliss

Jumping into the river from a height
With no fears nor cries, just sounds right!
Or is this bliss ?


 

Sitting on top of a tree trunk,
Dangling legs in unison.
Eating flavoured ice creams,
Talking, chatting, laughing.
Is this bliss?

Dancing under the moonlight
All night long, with no fright.
Jumping into the river from a height
With no fears nor cries, just sounds right!
Or is this bliss ?

Hopping onto the school bus,
Sitting next to my girl.
The sound of the Bell that I rung,
Another punishment to stay next to her.
Will this be bliss?

Growing up, shifting house
Our first kiss, that long goodbyes.
Years later, after bundles of exchanged letters,
I am walking onto the street, she is finally next to me.
I call this bliss!


 

I wrote it as a poetry prompt on tumblr today. Felt like sharing here. The topic was ‘Bliss’. Hope you like it.

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