YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Breath to Breath

You are; but one is
also agonized there. I swear the eyes
of love, not to break the knot.

You live in a baby that has
grown into a temple. It is not a lie.
People come to see the stones.

You cannot swim. I look
at you. Your smile was mortal. I will
swallow water to meet you.

Love is apparent in eyes. People find god in stone but may not really understand godliness which is love. If one understands that one is ready to sacrifice one’s life for love.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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