Feel a time,
With established trinity
The arena of discipline
Mind and the soul in a whirl
Free of obsession with “I”
Feel a time, when,
Fish in a ocean remains thirsty
Unpolarized West
Through our heart, we communicate
Options as, scope of answer
Feel a time,
When sun has burned out
Flame of anger, lust and attachment
Veil of distance is lifted
New school of thought is followed
Feel a time, when
Walls does not confine our essence
Faith on, silence and peace exists
Intoxicated and enchanting
All of us belong to music
Therapy of humanity
Voice and echoes are the same.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.