Monday 18 November 2019

BOND OF PAIN

BOND OF PAIN
A single stroke
Touches the chord
Reach the highest skies
Known to the clouds are
The deepest sighs
Oh even laughs
Smiles fail
To touch those heights
The rays feel scattered
Longer wider
The shadows feel spread
Deeper denser
A single stroke
A single stroke of pain
Stirs the soul
Touches the chord
Fills the space with resonance
Silent deep togetherness
By Sister Rupa

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