Cogitations

Putting water to boil

Wondered about life’s

Boiling point

 

Sleeping and waking

With your name on my lips

Shields not from cup and lip slips

 

Onus of free will’s action

Sits squarely on self

Don’t blame Karma

 

Unexplained reaping

Not of own making

Now that is karma

 

A smile, baby, puppy

Dawn, dusk, trees

give bumper crop of joy

 

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