w a v e s

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your hear them
crying out every
night,

reaching out
in desperation
beyond their ground,

surging, rising
pushing
their bounds,

at the sight
of their beloved
calling to them,

the yearning deeper
than the oceans
can withhold within,

only to crash
against
emotionless boulders,

repeated attempts
but all
in vain,

and i wonder
if there was a time
that was,

when these waters
belonged to those
empty craters afar,

till the big
bully earth
stole each drop away,

from the poor little moon
that still
searches for them.

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Vidur
28Jun17

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Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

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