thoughts
with overflowing emotions,
not a piece of cake
yet
we are constantly doing it
satiating
long lost desires and
unforgotten dreams.
Melding
love
with convenience,
affection with circumstantial cysts -
a professional danger
we often put ourselves into.
Not the right thing
yet
we revel in its use.
Melding
divine energy with devotion,
selflessness with humanity -
mere reflections lost to society,
dampening our dusty cells
oblivious
of the final recall
of the soul
to its Savior!
One Single Impression:MELD
2 comments:
I revelled in last para of the poem, Shail.. beautiful..made me sit quietly and think..
Thanks Ramesh. Glad the poem made you reflect...
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