Festival of colours
run through years.
Unfathomed sound
dance around.
pulsating rhythms
spread algorithms.
Lives flow unaware.
The few who care
become spellbound,
joy they've found
lift them up.
Others seek some stuff,
from people, places and they select,
monument, sect.
Thus the religion
follow unity and diversion.
Hi T om, it's my pleasure to meet you after a long time. You're not publishing your poems very often. However, all your poems are rich in content and you are my cherished poet.
Lives flow unaware! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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I would like to translate this poem
Religious diversity brings unity in India only. Well said Ganguly Moshaye. Pl. read my new poems Despot and Tha Syrian Boy's Appeal.