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Axiom

Jan 11, 2025
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Updated: Jul 16, 2025

By Vritti Seth


I felt like I was wrong, 

And the world betrayed, 

It said the opposite and I obeyed.

As day dawned, celestial light embraced me,

I found myself lost, beneath an oak tree.

Reminiscing every word I spoke,

Recollecting some beautiful moments of mine,

I was enlightened, a new dawn awoke,

By the angel of truth and she was divine.

She softly said ,’My child , nobody will rectify you as certainly as I do.’ 

And I realised, realised how wrong I was,

I cried and cried in my heaven's hold.

This angel , lovingly nurtured my life, 

I was surviving before, now I'm alive, 

She has a name to be called by others, 

But, since she is my angel , I call her mother.


By Vritti Seth




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