The World Recreated Poem by Pankti Vadalia

The World Recreated



Two souls met in the wilderness
Where light was hard to harness
So they walked along as if they were alone
Where there was no one to hear their moan.

Many creatures came by
Giving out a loud cry
But briskly did everything disappear
Leaving the two souls together.

They supposed the circumstance was fake
As none believed in the power of Fate
Persevering hard to slash what they couldn't see
Presuming disconnect was the only key.

But soon Souls took over fearful minds
And conceived the story of a kind
That generated a vibe enriching the Universe
With the power of their love's verse.

The Divine Energy granted their gratuity
As they were the writers of their destiny
The wilderness was gone, darkness growing into Light
Both found their own homes very much in sight.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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