Monday, 22 October 2018

I will reach to you


In an imaginative world
I had lost everything
Alone in a meditation
But perceptions...
Metamorphosed me
I laugh, I cry and hides
From a crack to common
Surely I will reach to you
In poetic lines...That
Vibes pure love to all


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