
by the shore.
Laying off the impurities
in a whole.
Driving by the lane,
to reach that place,
where my mind resides,
where my heart resides.
Throwing stones,
over the water of the lake.
Counting all the ways,
for us, that life lays.
Diving into the blues,
by the shore.
For the worldly affairs,
don’t make me whole.
– aadi bajpai
