Life is roaming,
Through the Waves of Mundane Thoughts,
No Doubt Infinite times I have got.
Yes I am a Vagabond!
My days are without
Efforts, Desire, Action
Work, ambitions and motivation!
Far away from me
Are the words: efforts and toil
Only with Wolfe’s howls
I did realize,
That the “Desolate night has finally arrived!
Nothing to do with stars and moon,
Milky Way, Galaxy or the Starry Spoon!
Very soon I went to bed,
To give rest my “Mundane Thoughts”
These used to reverberate in my naive head!
Being a vagabond,
I have nothing to Do,
So Let days be passed,