The buried soul

 

A little deeper into graveyard

For my spirit was always alive

Deep where you stood and stopped

I buried my soul and moved on

As if what is left above is alive

The life is a seedless sprout

A shadow stuffed inside an I

When I search for you

I search for myself

And a glance at myself

I can find you ..

Still standing where we departed

Despite not being there

 

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2.10.23

Delhi

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