My Origin Poem by C. P. Sharma

My Origin



My expense is infinite
My origin is formless
I communicate with self
My existence is timeless

The wheel of time moves on
Shapes and forms spin-off
Derivatives determine the rate
The wings of fire take off

The reference points to places
Integrate colors and creed
The flora and fauna amuse me
They determine the feed

Time and space make me scream
Beyond them, I eternally gleam

My Origin
Friday, June 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: eternity,existence,self discovery,space,timeless
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C. P. Sharma

C. P. Sharma

Bissau, Rajasthan
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