By Ayush Jain
It’s this feeling, which I feel over and over again
This always thing, this feeling of being lost and found
Oh of all feeling that seems redundant
This one the most constant
Accompanying me everywhere, making everything feel larger
Larger than what it seems to my eye
Something that makes my life seem something
Something that isn’t really dry
Pardon me this human feeling I can’t ignore
Helps me make myself a part of a greater design
Like a constant hum in experience and memory
In the pain of missing someone loved
In the joy of a happy hug
In the friendly laugh of meaningless gag
In the endless search for a perfect match
In the stubbornness of the mundane
In the slightest peek of the magical
In the possibility of the ultimate
And Rugged Roughness of the path
O this mundane overwhelmingness
In everything I do, accompany me
In pain and pleasure, let me tide with grace.
By Ayush Jain
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