FREE FALL


                  Those wild and unmixed joy,
                  Those raw sensuous pleasures,
                  Those mindless indulgences,
                    And those slippery paths.
       
                 The shrill thrill of falling
                       down and down,
                       Nothing above,
                       Nothing below,
                  Just that present state,
                         You are lost,
          Intoxicated by the sheer  thrill of falling.

        And with the assistance of gravity soon you reach the bottom.
        Almost in a crash, with a loud thud you are on the ground....


                    That is a pit-a dark pit
                       It frightens you
                 You start clawing out of it
            But alas! " climbing ain't that easy."