Picture: Prasanna KKumar
The sun is peeping inside my heart.
I'm accumulating the filtering rays
In one of my four chambers of heart
But unable to get
Is it a process of heartsynthesis
To make my heart too strong
Because I got
My heart is much flexible even than bones
My physique is able to fight
And the heart surrenders at all.
Sometime I try to nibble the airy net
But feel suffocate
My sentiments wriggle to get free.
Dr. Ashutosh
Dr. Ashutosh
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