The Invisible Hand Poem by indira babbellapati
The Invisible Hand
An invisible hand
Holds me tenderly
Guiding me through
The meandering paths
Of the subconscious
To let Its word express...
The myriad shades
Of emotions open
Their flood gates
As the words flow
From the invisible spaces
For me to live through
Blesses am I to have
Many an experience
In one single life
I'm grateful to the
My invisible hand
That never leaves
My hand...
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4/19/2024 12:45:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the invisible Hand is there in everyone's life, the difference is only a few of us can feel its touch...