No More Going - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
No more going,
No more coming,
No more self-editing.
Life saving with destiny,
Life saving with loving,
Life saving with interpreting.
Listen, my dear, the voice of the heart,
Listen, my dear, the sky is there,
Listen, my dear, as I listening you
In my third ear.
Nothing is secret here,
No desire, no hazard.
No match-fixing, life is
As simple as you are living.
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