115.Food For Draught Poem by rajagopal haran
115.Food For Draught
Moments of life
-that never get filled,
I dump them with
Needs that overflow ever!
Even after drinking to the brim
Extending to the brink of life,
I go after the mirages undeterred;
Trying to fill with wants more and more,
while essentials creeping right under my feet,
Greater longings gush, down the lane!
I camouflage the desires as distant stars
And hide them before the day breaks in!
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