THE MIDAS TOUCH
JUST A DUST….
MAY BE A STAR DUST …..FROM THE WOMB…..
LANDS ON THE BREATHING MASS….
GROWN IN THEORY…
BURNT AND LEARNT IN REALITY…..
TOUCHED BY MIDAS…..
FLAMED IN ATTITUDE…..
ASHED IN SOLITUDE……..
LIFE GOES ON TRYING TO LISTEN TO MY HEART….BUT CANNOT
AS THERE IS ONE NOT…….
FORGONE WITHOUT THE SELF’S KNOWLEDGE….STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT……
THE MIDAS TOUCH….did it leave me LIFE LESS ?……though GOLD
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