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His consciousness

Oct 12, 2022
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By Gaanarupini



A huge storm of your consciousness

blows out the energy in me.

knowingly or unknowingly,

I dwell upon the sweetness

it creates in me.

the love that it forms,

swallows the whole existence.





and mysteriously

engulfs my heart.

what could it be?

that travels through my spine

reaching the top.

that, I surrender

every time to the lord;

who maketh the bliss

every time you hit me

with your storm.



By Gaanarupini




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