Stream Of Consciousness Poem by C. P. Sharma

You were there in the first birth

Death had a thousand rounds

Each time the skull exchanged

But the truth you never found



You and I were never apart

Ever inside I hugged you

Gentle and fragrant was my touch

But the alien in you never knew



You made me deliberate sinner

But the sin has never touched me

I ever roam in bliss eternal

Since there was no Aegean Sea



The pure stream of consciousness

Ever flows unruffled by sense of guilt