Moist is every last night,
A seed to sprout in its first fight;
The red apple before a bite,
Wasted teeth of an impotent might.
Stands a Key,
On an unlocked ground;
Who are We?
In our next creation will be found.
Tonight would wait again,
For the Moon is full in no pain;
And tides defy gravity to remain,
With blind eyes near the windowpane.
A wish is born to die in sighs,
Why time lies never asks the wise;
When even Earth yearns for skies to cry,
The river still flows but dry.
(An Excerpt from "Prakriti and Purusha")
Aakash Sagar Chouhan: He is a he is a contributing Author, a blogger, a prose writer, a Poet, an article contributor, Group’s Admin of many Pages and Communities residing in Rourkela. He co-authored the book "Between Moms & Sons" along with Geethanjali Dilip in 2016.
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