True Poetry
A Restless Poetry
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Out of the corridors of heart,
Reconciling the thoughts of mind,
Wants to come out of the body,
There is no form of it known,
There is no size,
No end address, no start,
In which direction will it go,
Not even the news of it,
But feeling somewhere in,
By taking the source of energy,
In my blood,
Looking for a body of words,
And a soul of purpose,
For getting a name and
A new identity,
Struggles in my mind,
By crossing all the challenges,
Go ahead, come out
Desperate, a restless poetry.
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