thought kept under the hand pressure

 
 
 
hand
 

hand gives power

 

Internally our clock beats to a rhythm of its own inherent measure

With life’s dismay we glorify fleeting time containing displeasure.

Rhythmic patterns ever so elusive are compromising this treasure

An insight with hastened efforts of our achievement give leisure.

 

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About Luna Arjuna

You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one...
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