Suravi Patel


To Be One With My Own - Poem by Suravi Patel

The valleys are all green

The Birds are all flying and animals howling

But I am all alone in my silence

Nature calls me

I feel it in the deepest recesses of mind

My whole being come alive

To call out ‘I am coming'

For I no more can wait

Not a moment more

For a part of me is anxious

To be One with my Own

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -10th of August,2012

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 19, 2013


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