I can feel all my deeds flowing and dripping from my hands,
But it feels impossible to follow where they cease,
As I’m deprived of sight by vehemence,
Until my vision is regained.
Now I can clearly catch sight of where my deeds were leading,
It’s a vast ocean consisting of all the matters I never could cling onto because of the blindness.
Each drop led to this ocean,
And the number of drops is the same as the number of times I’ve been blinded by emotions.
Written by Sanjana R - @allusion_s / @sanjhhhhh
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