The day when soul and mind collaborates-
We would see a brighter sun.
The night when boss and employee collaborates-
We would see a full moon.
Closeness of the table and chair is unavoidable-
Since it has been so since decades.
This is something called collaberation.
They never ask -shall we collaborate??
Love is the inherited by mother-
Since she adorns her child.
The collaberation here is inevitable.
Love never asks - should i come??
- Shruti Abhishek Shetty
Copyright © Shruti Shetty | Year Posted 2017
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