Erasing solitude,
Beings bond,
The chatter in homes,
Their heart oozes,
The time goes on,
Voices become feeble.
Steering towards
Mortal’s fate,
No guide aids
That ultimate,
One finds a trail,
In fixed vitality.
The untold words
And incomplete wishes
One fulfills ahead,
Sculpting essence
With abundance
One grows old.
Glamorizing present,
Interpreting dreams,
Winning over uncertainty
Isn’t a garden walk,
Time slips like sand,
One exits from life.
©️Aditi Anvita (Anvi)
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Wow. That was incredible! Excellent as always.💕❤️
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My heart is overwhelming…thanks a lot❤
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You are very welcome.💕🙏💕
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Reblogged this on Love & Love Alone.
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Intriguing lines and attractive post.
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Thank you so much.. glad to know that you liked😊
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Excellent my friend. It just sailed through different phases of the current situation😊🌼
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Thanks for your kind comment!
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Keep it up Aditi
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