Unexpected, but true,
Getting old with a smell of new,
With every passing minutes and seconds,
Subtle, though the change for everything.
From a little rain,
To become a hurricane.
From the colossal woodland,
To become an arid land.
No connection,
When looked from a single point,
Just like an old and torn book,
With missing pages and unadorned look.
But lies a story in the hidden pieces
Of chain of events of subtle changes.
Unexpected, yet fair,
Unraveling the layers of truth,
One by one,
By gathering more guts.
Unexpected, but real,
Where dreams can give tears,
A dream that holds the heart,
Some with screams, some with laughs.
Unexpected, but unique and profound,
Thought process of every being found,
Inner sense of strength and power.
Vested in one and all.
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Nicely written ✍️…👌👌👌👏👏👏👍..
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Thanks Prabhat ☺️
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This is so beautiful!!
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Thank you dear for appreciating ☺️
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Well written and a very meaningful post, the essence of your words is reflected in a very nice manner.
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Loved reading your blog 👌👌
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Thank you so much ☺️
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Well written and an interesting read!
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Thanks for the appreciation ☺️☺️
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My pleasure!
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This is beautifully written. 🙂
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Thanks,☺️☺️
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You’re welcome. 😊
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