If one is full in mind and body
the unseen soul too covers the fullness
man is a whole with many dimensions
but the many are one, the one whole.
The shadow is never divided
nor does it merge in another
the digital shades never converge
distant words never make melody.
I never wish to claim any share
for, the share I need a whole.
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The heart that is empty stays empty
another fullness cannot fill it up
unless the other heart desires for it.
Can I undo, unwrite, unwipe
the written letters of my soul!
No, that's anti-nature, unwholesome
the best is to stay empty
and wither away before the winter
buries it under the snow
of unrequited memory.
Sabita Sahu
Lovely poem .
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