Amann Aroraa (28 March 1993 / New Delhi)
Meditating Towards A Goal
Meditating towards a goal; presently far away from vision-
Yet so dear, that I have seen it many times, in shapeless shapes.
All my nerves passionately carry blood to live up the moment when I reach that goal;
And all the thorns in my journey cause no bother;
I just see myself and where I want to be.
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