Aura of divinity or feel of gleam,
Face was shining and clean,
I’m looking for an idol or God,
Wondering about of every thought,
I felt an aura on my face,
Which was dirty, muddy and out of race,
Eyes were closed, but vision was clear,
Existence of “I” was a thought in tears,
But some glitters in eyes are sparkling now,
Serenity creating its magic, how?
I, buckle up some words to catch that gleam,
‘cause that face was shining and so clean,
Was wondering about of every thought,
Oh! Was I looking for idol or God,
Face was sparkling, shining and clean,
‘cause aura of divity was full of gleams…
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