When eyes yearn for the voluntary blink
and gaze meets the dot-particle,
there's a blur that appears,
then disappears,
behind the round world
that sways in its untrackable orbit
throbbing in musical rhythm.
Thought is nothingness that soul's magic transforms into heartbeat...
I love the last line.. :)
ReplyDeleteWhen I actually started reading this, I was gazing at it and then suddenly blur and, then I came back...
ReplyDeleteI read it after that, I was like, can anyone write these things in words too!
Yes you can..!! Madame Poet!
Just didnt get the last line..
Madame, one poem on Nothingness please :)
:)...What do I say! :)...
ReplyDeleteWhat do I say kya?
ReplyDeleteExplain the last line to me, what else, Ayush understands the last and I understand everything except for the last..:p
Kindly enlighten :P
Everytime i have to prove that I am not a robot, to get the comment in here :P
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