every other momentfetches a lot
fine and tuned
but leads to deserts
of my desires
i struggle again
to find a meaning
out of the horizons
may be less eventful
i gather a sense
to ignore
what i never meant
but
desires
remain where there are
i see my heart
struggles with the waves
fathomless queries
i find hard to reply
get lost
fetch the deserts
may be
a day after
it'll start
to have
a meaning
of its own
source: shipra.v
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