Preconception




Whenever eyed,

Eyed the surface of my eyes,

Skipping the route to the heart,

The passenger of the ship

Passed over the view of the restless sea;

And believing me to be a stone,

My friend never felt the ball of wax

That dwelt in the marble vase,

Not only to help it live

But also to keep alive the hope of it.

- Ramesh Tiwari 

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