YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Translated from Love

What it was not, the answer
to an everlasting question.
Where are we going?

What was the abstract
of killing a song of the heart of the galaxy,
when the world was busy counting the deaths?

Our assets turned violent,
the bandage was weak. Can you draw
the limits of alphabets?

What it was not, the answer
to an everlasting question.
Where are we going?

A twisted answer for love . 
Nicely penned

Jasmeen Kour, Jammu, Mar 07, 2023

Consciousness about the goal is inevitable. In this mundane world songs of the heart are discounted and bonds between persons are weakened.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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