In a closed, cracked room
while sleeping on a deranged bed
and striving hard for inhaling fresh air
Look at my audacity
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Look at my audacity I was eager to touch the sky spreading myself from soil to sky...soul's dialogue, bird, fish, do the impossible. touching the sky ohhhhhh that is wonderful poem really touching my soul... liked it very much dear poetess.. tony
Thank you Tony for your loving comments. I am glad that you have liked my poem.
A refined poetic imagination, Manaswini. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.