A living soul

I cannot hold a reality.
We were playing with each other. Nice poem

Can any one come and explain?
Why should I be fearful and remain?
My life does not belong to me in person
I have no more desire to express it with reasons

The world has progress and grown in new dimension
Certainly yes but more in apartness and deterioration
It has brought us together but taken lives apart
We feel it no more as genuine life to feel part.-hasmukh mehta, ahmedabad

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