as the time traversewith its own instincts
i find
new relevance
at the stroke of hr
my words epitomize my love
i struggle
to write
a beauty
and my pen
it wonders
at the relevance itself
i tell
look! my little companion
it's the way:
you're to live!
it says
it's too much devoid of
a live love!
It's a stone or a vacuum!!
i console myself and my pen too
Let it be another moment
Love is a great force
you're to surf thro'
may be an endless
quest to find
yourself
source inspiration: neha c'.s space, mallika, shipra, pu chd india
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