You in me, I in you by Pulkita Anand
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You in me, I in you
Woke up to the rustling of the pages of the morning
The night’s smoke of failure cleared by the sunlight
Lightening pours from every pore, boiling and boiling
Expanding cloud of nothingness carrying the self
Wafted in the vast sky, wheezes the oceanic soul
Ferrying on the fleet of forgiveness
My distant relative, happiness comes daily
Whom I don’t remember or recognise
Meanwhile, the song is drifting and again
From an empty cup, I filled my cup
Freshened by the dews, the soul feasted
Listening to the silence of grass, trees, and stone
Nothing is lost, hold the golden moment
We are a special limited edition
In the dark, constellations of stars and white flowers shine
Love, hold, and let go with faith in every hour
Fall and rise again with every fall
On the whole, I learned my role
© Pulkita Anand
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| Pulkita Anand |
Pulkita Anand is an avid reader of poetry. Author of two children’s e-books, her recent eco-poetry collection is we were not born to be erased. Various publications include Tint Journal, Origami Press, New Verse News, Green Verse: An anthology of poems for our planet (Saraband Publication), Comparative Women, Origami Press, Asiatic, Inanna Publication, Bronze Bird Books, SAGE Magazine, The Sunlight Press, and elsewhere.
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