With swollen eyes and throbbing arms
I write this verse to calm my qualms.
The world around seems just the same
It is my soul i think that's tame
A fleeting moment of a numb sensation
that wraps my soul in a dark vexation
What drives the world around me I ask
while somnolence struggles to bring me to task
The long day wanes, the slow moon climbs
alone I tread into the pastures of my dreams
To see another world unfold
a world with many secrets to hold
I bid goodbye to thoughts and words
the day has gone by and I just sigh
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Dear Michael you write very well, there is soul in your writing. Since I have no access to your personal mail id, i leave here a small accolade.
Do keep in touch.
Regards,
Anu
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