Looking at the sky,
With a desperate smile
Thinking of God and asking ‘why?’
What is it that blooms in me
When I look up what search begins?
What attracts me that react with my soul?
And makes my body feel the gloomy gold,
Then closing my eye, feeling the seen,
The infinite is yours’, darkness’ depth
And the radiant shines benign,
But the brightest stars are mine..!!
2 comments:
Very good post, keep on writting...thanks & regards
Thank you Sir. I will..
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