The Uncalled Bliss

Everything you say,
Or choose no to say,
And all that you do,
Or choose not to do,
And the love you sometime bestow,
Or wish not to show.

All those posture you assume,
And some stance you don’t,
Takes all my rational thoughts,
And my sane being,
To a world of unknown bliss.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

3 thoughts on “The Uncalled Bliss”

  1. Isn’t it wonderful to get away! All the trimmings for sanity rely on the momentary escape? Enjoying your poetry!

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