Lekhny composition -06-May-2023
Leave me to my senses
For I have no reflection And my eyes refuse to see The light even if a day or love,
And the darkness of a room, Or memory-so extinguished, Is the lamp that once lit up My life with purpose...
Myself-so outward changed,
A singular character
Whose, separately, take their cue
That I seem not to maintain Apart from others, Did you expect another me?
From placement and environment, Each by turn-but tell me-
Another page, another grave For yesterday's treasure-
The sustaining pursuit Or a self-made uncertainty,
A need for growth or freedom-
What does it mean- but me or you-
Alive with possibility, Owning nothing to the past but this?
Renu
08-May-2023 09:02 PM
👍👍
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Punam verma
07-May-2023 09:44 AM
Very nice
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Abhinav ji
07-May-2023 09:15 AM
Very nice 👍
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