Drive Me There

 

Drive me there,
where the soul meets cool fresh air,
mountains and clouds seem to shake hands,
there, I’d be driving into nowhere,
for mist and fog would leave me hide nor hair.

Drive me there,
where infinite white flakes are not rare,
making me as excited as I ever can,
but the path ahead would not be fair and square,
making all the ventures demand an extra care.

Drive me there,
where eye-catching flowers make one stare,
birds appear to flock and chant,
vibrant liveliness sphere everywhere,
camera capture faces with flying hair.

Drive me there,
where the air seems to flare,
the land barren and bare,
there, heart look for a cold snare,
little ones away from their usual care.

Drive me there,
but the point is, exactly where?
“where”, who as a matter of fact care,
as everyone can travel to nowhere,
cause corona is present everywhere.

The only “where”, I can be there,
is the place where I dwell,
until the virus vanishes into thin air,
and this is where we all can be there,

unless it’s really vital to be elsewhere.

PS: Remember, Corona has not disappeared. Stay Safe and venture out only if necessary. Also, do like, comment, follow, subscribe and share :) Do not forget to check out my other poems listed under "Popular Posts" in right side