Each word is a new poem... each breath a new rhyme... Each smile a new beginning... each day a blessing sublime!

And the move...

And the move...
A stride, a lunge, a make belief,
Does it end anywhere with a smile strewn?
a wait around the corner and sighs...
divulge the nefarious me... soul shouts!
Its been a time I moved still held back to some tombs,
of regret, passion and pride... namesakes to me...  
a spill did happen to let go the might of misery,
smile did appear to please the unknown,
a thank you murmured by menial me...
and moved once again to unknown,
in search? I doubt... to explore thee...
little did one realize the vicious sea,
of innate eternal virtue of just being me...


Amit

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