Wednesday 18 February 2015

Yet


Ocean leaves the urn empty
Yet a single drop brims it to full
Whole conversation seems abstract
Yet a sentence makes it most meaningful
Garden of blossoms looks bleak
Yet a scarlet adds iridescent hue
Miles of journey take nowhere
Yet a few steps lead to destiny
Years of togetherness leave vacuum
Yet a second of encounter gifts happiness




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