There is a place where my mind and my heart collide.

Betwixt the trembling nuances of laughter and disguise,

This place is a paper.

The ground where my thoughts rest.

Elements powered by gravitational forces are what birthed it.

Like waves punching through insanity, I hear-

Eulogies of dead dreams dying to dawn.

Hands almost sounding like it is cuffed,

Frantic for freedom to write verses like the silent river- never stopping.

Maybe that’s why your thoughts-

Hovering around the misty pathway

Between your heart and the mind,

Gravitated towards this perennial sanctuary.

And all you see is just a blank paper?

Hello, everyone! If you liked this Poem, do check out the related posts. Comment and like if you would like to read more similar works from the author. And don’t forget to share this on your social media channels.

Hi. I am Achet Longchari, a literature student from the University of Delhi. I write to communicate the throbbing songs of creation by adhering to the ‘Observe and Write’ principle. A lover of Jesus, an admirer of Wordsworth, and a friend of imagination. Poetry is my testimony.



Editors: Mrinali

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