Scent

A world of unknowingness.

An aspiration within the humanthat reaches beyond the moon—and yet, not a single atomdo we know in its entirety.

Shouldn't we wonder,as a wanderer should be?

The thirst for the unknown—when perhaps the only knowingthat can truly happenis within.

If it weren't for education,for labouring,for marriages to be saved—wouldn't we naturally wonderat the genius of what all this is for?

Held close by manywho have chosen to believethat this is all there is.

And yet, there too, amidst it all,the thirst for the unknownis kept alive.

I found myself sniffing aroundfor anyone who carriedeven a little of that Scent!

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Scent

Poem | By Shantrika

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