• snigdha_aggarwal 6w

    Bard of Unfettered Paradise

    He held no doctrine
    No superficial artificiality
    Like accumulated flecks of gold from old times.
    Far from the Rituals
    He was the prayer couched in the words of the soul.
    Unfettered creation
    An odd sense of eurphoria instilled from free fall.
    ©Snigdha Aggarwal