Who's the greatest wanderer,
Have you ever thought,
Who can it be?
Thoughts drift,
From present to past,
And to the future too.
The path that is taken,
Is sometimes known,
And sometimes unexplored too.
The journey is pleasant,
At times painful too,
But, isn't...
Plomp! I fell on the bed so green,
It felt so calm and serene.
The rays of the sun shone so bright,
That I could see phosphenes in daylight.
I know, numbered were my days,
As brighter became the...
With her crumpled dress and bruised body,
She wondered aloud,
If dad had waited till the bus came,
I could have been saved.
If mom had allowed me to learn karate,
I would have defended myself.
If the boys were...
Inspirations plenty,
Gets us thinking abundantly
How to interpret, how to present,
Oh! Plethora of confusions never seem to end.
Finally, when thoughts get the words,
Right, apt, a poem
Is born.
Deep thoughts seem to flow easily,
From
Poet's
Mind,
Pen.
From
Artist's
Canvas,
Brushes,
From
Deep, thoughts seem to flow easily
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