to life
Passing thoughts unnerve the zeal
Often constraints though make us feel
As if the light is shred within
If vent our souls often to spin
Some thoughts that flow give rise to shine
Others too so reel in fleeting rhyme
If then some heart we can fine win
Our content is sown to brim
I pluck the thought so ripe and wise
Polish and prune cut down to size
And then to touch it with my art
To you I give so fine a start
By aryaindia
Author's comments:
To each one of you who has a heart full of love for another so dear, a jewel divine.
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