In these crazy times we live in, I had to try to express myself with poetry:
I now reside
on a needle tip
every moment
could be my fall
dark clouds grasp me
while red fires burn
billowing flames
Breath eludes me
Love’s soft song
drains away
A moment more and
I couldn’t have born it
I walk the edge
The ledge wobbles
fall into fire
Or drown
On the other side
Golden arms’ embrace
Awaits my call
May I travel there
One wobbling step
At a time
Until next time,
Chaitanya
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I loved the imagery that you crafted with your glorious words! Thank you for sharing such a beautiful post. 👏👌 According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them. 🙂
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Thank you for this!! I’m so sorry for my extremely lately reply. I will definitely be following your blog more closely! =)
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