Serendipity


An act of wilfulness,
and deliberate sustenance,
towards
the immaculate.
Searching for the known
the one that’s ‘unknown’
to the senses – too naive.

Pushing towards
that unsubstantial substance,
does it truly exist?

Focused solely on the gain,
not minding the excruciating pain
the withering away,
the tearing, degenerating bits.

The search is real,
the gain grips the mind,
is ‘serendipity’ but ahead or behind?

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Ananya Dhawan is an avid reader and writes poetry and stories in her spare time, which reflects her deep fascination for Literature. She has a cheerful disposition, believes in living each moment to the fullest and shows keen interest in the sensitive side of life.
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