Square Poem by Ajit Das
Square
Life seems to be a straight line
endlessly elongating;
a time comes when it bends,
shaping into a big square.
The square gets small, smaller;
you shuffle within its confines.
The sensory world closes in,
marking your appointed place.
But mind breaks the barriers,
soaring over land, sea, desert,
conjuring up colours of life,
the grandeur of its immensity.
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5/9/2024 10:49:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
soaring over land sea desert, good one.