The irony..

Winding up emotions,
Roller coaster ride.
To exist like a dead bay leaf,
Or to vanish like a dried dew drop?

Tough to find,
The quintessential side,
In the modern man’s life.

The sizzling momentary thunder,
Or the fizzled fire of heart.
The tossing of crunchy emotions,
Is what sets them apart.
Modern human, the inhuman being,
Baffled dead minds, is all I see.
O’Lord bless, this world thriving on strife.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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