This life
A crystal clear imprint this life,
Still, true story’s false hint this life.
Life of great possibilities
Lived only ten percent, this life.
Sheer look that murders and gives life,
What a romantic hint this life!
A beauty spot--her soft black mole,
Yet, no less than a flint this life.
It lets a thousand flowers bloom
Ah with a distinct tint this life.
A flip of eyelids and all gone,
Of fleetingly short stint this life.
What karmic imprint still this life
That keeps its print succinct this life!
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Ghazal |17.03.2025 | life, philosophy
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2025
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