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Sangeeta Suneja Poem
The Sun had set aside
Diverted
Towards its own light,
Probably,
The earth thought so.
Turning away the face
Leads to the illusion,
That the Sun has left us,
Only to know
It comes back every morning
When you turn around.
It has not seen a diversion in years,
The tyres of the car have not
Known another way,
It blinks all the light it has to
Say
When, with the fullness of the voice,
When we already know that,
We can hardly say,
We stay silent
Focused, straight and on the way.
#SangeetaSuneja
Copyright © Sangeeta Suneja | Year Posted 2016
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Details |
Sangeeta Suneja Poem
The Sun had set aside
Diverted
Towards its own light,
Probably,
The earth thought so.
Turning away the face
Leads to the illusion,
That the Sun has left us,
Only to know
It comes back every morning
When you turn around.
It has not seen a diversion in years,
The tyres of the car have not
Known another way,
It blinks all the light it has to
Say
When, with the fullness of the voice,
When we already know that,
We can hardly say,
We stay silent
Focused, straight and on the way.
#SangeetaSuneja
Copyright © Sangeeta Suneja | Year Posted 2016
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