A glimpse into the tormented mind of Mahima Charan

Sunday, 17 January 2010

Perfectly Lonely

I’m not alone but I’m perfectly lonely,
Perfectly free,
Perfectly independent,
Such darkness is so perfect,
Smashing its foundations,
Scatters into the imperfection of light,
It is in the broken rainbow that I find
True happiness.

If there is a soulmate for everyone,
Who will be this imperfection of mine?
Or am I destined to such purity?

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