Belonging

Belonging is the rhythm,

In the heart of world,

The execution of will,

In the palms of life,

Too dear are senses,

Of entangled universe,

On different pace choirs,

Dance the muted souls,

Reminding the presence,

Of sweet warm blood flow,

Grasping existing realities,

In core of transcendent show

 

©ANKITA CHATURVEDI

 

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