In emptied mind,
nudging the inner absolute,
you wanted to know the Other.
You were being observed.
but observer was missing.
From trivialities to stark realities
fusion of substances –
started a movement in pain.
The questioner
missed the questions.
You started losing yourself
overwhelmed by silence.
Talking the truth was simple;
difficult was
feeling the truth.
You wanted to know
the answer, through me.
I wanted to go,
```I was thinking –
beyond the answer.
- Author: satishverma ( Offline)
- Published: February 19th, 2015 22:52
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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