ANOTHER
WORLD
A
profound sense of simplicity in these eyes;
Stunned,
yet Curiosity they guise.
Guileless
faces though quiet, express more;
Many
ignorant souls, they won’t lore.
These
eyes seeking a mystical force;
What
many merit by, they do not remorse.
Confined
within dilapidated walls, it does n’t shake
them;
They
coalesce to make a world, the endowed condemn.
Blistered
feet, earned in pursuit of banal necessities;
Their
joy of satisfaction rests on a plinth of miseries.
A
palate oblivious to the nobility of wine;
Satiated
by chunks of bread; shared with love most divine.
I
leave their fragile world, a world they mirthfully own;
It is
a web, alienated from hands and cologne.
-ARUN DEV KUMAR
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