Lost -Vision

Spriha Mathur
Jan 19 · 1 min read

Blind is the eye Unlike a spy

Dim is the vision That lives under submission

With mostly unkindness A dear friend of darkness

The world glows As the mind grows

Radiates the life Like a golden prize

Gone are the pains As enlightenment prevails

Then minds can see That the god is we

Found: Wisdom


Spriha Mathur

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Spriha is a philosopher, doctor and an aspiring writer. She loves fantasy stories, thrillers as well as about social issues. She loves movies and chocolates…