All The Time Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
All The Time
The song of my life
Is my mother,
But I am
Not able to sing.
The poem of my life
Is the nature,
But I am
Not able to write.
The poem of my love
Is the water,
But I am
Not able to give others.
The poem of my love
Is the sky,
But I am
Not able to fly.
The poem of my truth
Is the earth,
But I am
Not able to live in.
The poem of my truth
Is the light
But I am
Not able to focus.
And I am living
All the time
With rubbish,
With bogus.
Ups and downs with the song of my life! Thanks for sharing.
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4/27/2024 12:11:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very touchy poetic feeling. Thank you my dear poet. Sharing...