Still waiting,
for my own fairy tale,
of mysteries and magic,
with excitement of adventures.
Having lovely encounters,
enriching my memories,
from genuine interactions,
and commonality of interests.
Away from monotonousity,
this blandness of reality,
an escape to a lifestyle,
of playfulness and spontaneity.
I don't desire the eutopia,
nor the blessings of luxury,
but craving for stimulus,
vibe of some leisure.
May be I am tired,
needing some spice,
for sweetness is preferred,
after the excess of saltiness.
But there is desperation,
a bit of jealousy,
in this world of achievements,
a desire of fulfillment.
I am still waiting...
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