many a timesI ask myself
too profuse
I steer free
and find
farthest hazzy end
of my queries
somewhere
I find you
my soul asks
love!
Let's stop here
till
another swirl
comes crashing
upon me
and find
what I skirt
air filled
shower of your love!
Fast away
my uncanny nerves
I wakes too late
and find you
thro'
whole nanonic world
of me
of yours
may
it'll have a
unison consonance
over the time
space is infinite
so is my love!
I find you
in my infinite!!
Source; neha, pu chd

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