Yearning
I unfolded my armsaloft desperately!
Yearning to hug
the ethereal blue sky,
where I can shed
the fragments of
my constructed being
and let it scatter
into the unrelenting expanses
of distant horizon
like myriad stars,
which no human can ever number.
Poetry by sonam bhote
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Written on 2007-02-25 at 09:16
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