Musing 75 Poem by shuvo chakraborty
Musing 75
Lumbering souls turn stones
Succumb to the disappointing fate.
Surmising hearts for chances fair
Bet upon the situations floating ever
Like the dusty particles upon the air
Of expectations forward perinial and primal
Falling one by one upon the hostile surface.
Things undergone changes with nature rhythm
Being exposed to all natural phenomenons
Selfsame rock born restless minds within.
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