Mixing Bowls

satishverma

It was your choice,
to seek or not to seek.
God wasn't everywhere.

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There was not much
argument to abandon,
lofty peaks for river.

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Will become classic
in heap of dark moons.
That was called grace!

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 7th, 2022 20:37
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 4


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