Dedicated to HUMAN
I am,
I'm branch of same tree.
Even fallen leaves values more than me.
I'm bench of same class
Even the chalk dust is precious than me.
I'm the star of same constellation
Even the shape has more recognition than me.
I'm member of same family
Even the guest has more authority than me.
You win,
Now branch is drying instead of leaf.
Now bench is blowing instead of dust
Now star is loosing it's shape
Now member is becoming guest.
Why?
Neither in society nor in family.
Neither in fantasy nor in reality.
Neither in body nor in soul.
It's always either in words or in pages.
Am I ?
Right person at wrong place
Wrong person at right place
It's Neither person nor place
It was always time and clash.
YOU ARE READING
360° ~ a series of peaceful poems
PoetryI don't know who needs this but this book is all about life pickles and its somewhat related comfort 🧬 It's just gallery of my poems which needs visits 🌼
