A Mystery
When
there was none,
The moon was there and the sun,
When somebody meet someone,
They no more remain two,
By heart they become one,
Enjoying every moment as a fun.
Sadness remain far from them,
Happiness always comes as game,
If anything happens to either,
Amazingly the other feels the same,
If someone has something to worry
Truly the other feels that strain.
What is that, I can’t explain
How it goes, how it happen,
If it’s ‘Mystery’, it will remain,
But on this earth, it will repeat,
Again and again, again and again…
-Abhay
Sushila Jagganath
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