-Charanjit Singh Chandhok
The waters the sky
heavenly the feel
there’s the moon
there’s star each..
Live soul form
a lonely bird
so too one
a form human..
Lonely each feeleth
no blemish no ill
pure heart each
a lonesome thought..
I thought at times
was lonesome me
and I did wonder
was it just me..
Fathom I do now
I fathom it all
no am not alone
them all with me..
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