Time Poem by Puspanjali Sahu
Time
I don't have time
perhaps you also don't have
to do things
our hearts love
once upon a time
walk through a forest
and breathe the green wind
touch the flowers,
blossomed last spring
soft and kind
Believe me,
I don't have time
to do such things
because now
my heart belongs to my mind
But don't know how
whenever there is a fight
between heart and mind,
heart owns every time
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5/13/2024 6:31:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The outcome of an equation of heart, mind and nature will be subject to time or the times. A poem with some lovely expressions of longing. Thanks.