Molecules

Words are often magical. They are molecules that construct the whole of a man They can personify the virtues and evils Lines weigh much with the gravity of ideas Thoughts withered time and again are golden feathers of inner self. They not only reflect the self but embody the surroundings. When mind turns as mirror, the shapes it shows will give a chance to look into the deep shadows of the matters that belong to human life. The gleams that the lines of the poems in this collection will feed the ‘me’ element in the readers.