whom we look at the other end of thoughtsI often ask my self
is it something amiss
or simply a miss
for the name sake
I evade all the thoughts
coming with plasmatic speed
it makes me an aura
with plasma of thoughts
of undefined wishes
the other end
is it so exotic
or a commoner at heart
I search the web
real around
with consonance of surfing
of the age
and time together
find a fit fast heart
but effervescent moments
it simply pass thro'
ahead of time
I am left with
searching where it has gone
source: shipra . v
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