Kanika Kapil Poems

Words, unsaid, unspoken, unheard
the waiting - tireless, endless

Words, waiting to be echoed
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for the day
for the fleeting moments
for the fresh, innocent air
breezing through ……
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Quirks and quibbles
Whims and fancies
Each weaving gossamer threads around you
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Of life
One merging seamlessly into the other rainbowed horizon
perennially flowing, into the ocean of life
unbiased to age, sex, class, country
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Reaching out
Within without

To the deepest realms
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