Koel
The song wafts down with the wind
Pulling at the heart’s strings
Its sweetness lifting my fallen spirits
Gifting them with invisible wings
To soar high in the sky
Releasing the constriction
That comes with being tethered
To worldly inhibitions
My eyes search in vain
For a glimpse of the one who
Owns such melodious strains
And yet wishes to remain unseen
I withdraw my steps
Allowing the space
So fiercely guarded
Somewhere among the green
Am happy that I have
The sweet voice to listen
When the maddening world
Crawls up to my inner being
Our dens are amidst the din
Yet one remains untouched
While the other’s soul
Lies tormented and scorched…
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