Reflections Poem by Poornima Thapa
Reflections
Expectation of anticipation,
Heavy in heart.
Why does the mind, mind?
Eccentricity of an Ego,
Sensitivity of Soul,
Fragility of Feelings,
Infidelity of Infinity,
At the end of the day,
the spirit resigns with a smile
Still like a fluttering butterfly
the spirit resigns with a smile Still like a fluttering butterfly..... in all your poems there is a hidden sensual sense.. i love that very much... thank you for this poem. write more
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5/4/2024 11:03:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Why does the mind, mind? - very nice and worked line, thank you for sharing.