Hold My Hand

Hold my hand Friday,26th April 2019 I am nowhere yet far and near with full of fears that rears and nurtures I feel sore and explore the possibility of finding someone with belonging shown amidst the vast sea I see no fresh water and remain thirsty with so much of quenching of thirst already I open the sad tune with the glorious past gone the mind has already blown and tethered apart to be known as desperate Why can't someone hold my hand? and befriend for the rest of the journey and show me the heavenly pleasure Hasmukh Mehta