The Bridge Poem by Shipra Agarwal
The Bridge
Sometimes it's just easy
to not feel, not think.
You walk on the damp river shore,
ignoring the waves calling out to you.
Until a dark cloud
descends on everything
but that bridge
that can take you across
to that unknown land.
And then, it's not possible
to not feel, not think.
Let it hit your consciousness now
don't ease the blow.
The bridge is there for you to crossover,
the question is - will you?
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