Divine pursuit
Gift me wings,
So I fly and sing.
Urge to create a playlist,
Provide me the logistics.
Want to feel it,
Grab it tight .
Can’t let it go ,
My soul says no.
Gripping silence in air ,
Nothing is just and fair.
Where did it go?
Was it my dream’s show?
So unreal and faint,
Was he a saint ?
Can see through it,
Indeed you retreat.
Fail to stand with it,
Alas! A Divine pursuit.
Copyright © Alok Kahali | Year Posted 2024
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