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The constant state of war, 

Between the mind and the heart, 

Stuck in the fall of two worlds,

The spirit longs for her peace. 



The yin-yang of emotions,

Clashes within the soul to leave or to love,  

Poisons the cloud of thoughts,

Leaving the stone of a man in its wake. 


Her starlit eyes, her heavenly smile,

Her heartless words, her frost-laden stare,

And the capricious echo of past,

Plagues the sleepless night. 


So flawed are the men,

But does thy flaw make a man?

Learning to live or living to learn, 

Becomes the crossroad of man,

For now I face the crossroads,

Alone, retrieving the fragmented hope,

Wrapped in chains of ancient gold,

Yearning, to be whole.


-Virendra Salvi,

Navi Mumbai

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