A Filament of Philosophy

He taps on everyone’s mind

And listens to what’s inside him;

She thinks of a leaf reaching to the ground

And tries to feel the texture in it;

*

A series of filaments

Keeps emitting the source of knowledge

Both unravels the idea attached

And transcends it into a creative phase

*

At times, they both smile

While watching the old memories

He ticks the box of chocolates,

She crunches the chocolate boxes;

*

Hindrance what they often used to find

Let it strain their hearts in agony

They forgot the meaning of those interactions

And immersed their heads in the ‘being practical’ philosophy!

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