Come with me

Hold my hand.

Come with me.

I’ll take your soul

out on a spree.

 

Calm yourself down

a bit and recharge

your zeal turned cold

restrain from barge.

 

There’s no rush 

or any sort of hustle.

Take yourself away

from the internal tussle.

 

The place where I am taking you,

there is no space for hurt.

There is only happiness,

joy and peace, no curt.

 

There, no expectations would

weigh your shoulders down

Here, you are allowed to

truly be on your own.

 

Expectations of judging you,

if you are keeping from me,

will only disappoint you.

Make yourself free

from all the inner and outer shackles,

and my friend,

come with me.

 

 

 

 

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