A LOOK -410
You taught me
how to fly on the wings of love,
how to dive deep in search of the pearl.
You let me know
how meaningless life is without love.
And somewhere between longing and silence,
I keep searching for you
in dream and reality.
I am drunk,
yet you are nowhere
to gauge the depth of this intoxication.
Still, your absence keeps pouring into me
like an unseen wine of love,
filling even the emptiness with your presence.
You taught me
how to fly on the wings of love.
Yer you are no where----
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
3.6.2026
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