The disarray
The discontent
The disturbance
The depression
All lie deep within.
Silently peep in
And seek the sunken
Heavy moments
And beckon
Half-buried memories,
This heap of 'hurts'
Lift one by one,
And gently release,
Just let them go.
Emptied of these
Feel free,
Feel light,
Declutter and cleanse,
Find peace immense.
Beautiful poems, Amita! Enjoyed going thro them. Looking forward to more.
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Thank you 😇
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