
(4 overlapping profiles of people in black and white)
Leaves of life, one by one they fall,
Near or distant, they all heed the call…
A void they leave, unknown and untold,
Within memories’ depths, their tales unfold…
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Affection and disaffection, a dual flight,
Somewhere they vanish, out of sight…
In shadows they slip to a distant abode,
Traces elusive, in mystery they’re stowed…
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Moments we yearn, like echoes they chime,
Shifting from nothing to something sublime…
Nowhere to somewhere, a subtle ballet,
In the recess of mind and heart, they sway…
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They find a residence within our mental domain,
A place where emotions softly sit and reign…
Nowhere and somewhere, an art profound,
In the canvas of time, roles shifting around…
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Our certainty lies where memories reside,
In the corridors of time, a sentimental guide…
In the theatre of thought, they play their part,
An enigma of existence, a symphony of the heart…

–Kaushal Kishore
Source: Moments We Yearn – Kaushal Kishore


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photo of large solar farm above




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