BS ( / Balasore, Orissa, India)


Whenever a cloud of darkness
Hovers over my horizon
Or a strong breeze
Attempts to uproot me,
A slightest feeling of uneasiness
Or confounding thoughts
That leave me high and dry
Or at times while I am lost in the crowd
And despair to get out of it,
Then you ask-
If I'm not well
And what's gone wrong.

I would wonder-
How does one know
Not being around
When those others
Staying so near fail to know
When something goes wrong.

Someone said-
'Telepathy ' is it
And the basis of such feelings is
Nothing but love
Only love.

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