This Feeling…

This feeling, in my heart,

It’s what you feel in the start ,

It’s the one with which you never want to part ,

It’s not what I can put on a chart.

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This feeling, it’s so faint,

It’s like the pastel shades of paint,

It’s so soft, like the prayers of a saint.

It’s an emotion , yet, it’s so quaint.

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This feeling, it’s what I thought,

It’s what my eyes caught,

It’s something that can’t be taught,

It’s the battle won when the mind fought.

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This feeling , I can’t say,

It’s the warm whisper when we pray,

It’s beautiful like the colour of the sky in the day,

It’s something I can’t express in words, even, if I may.

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This feeling, it’s what sweeps you off your feet,

It’s what brings a smile and shows the teeth,

It’s him , and only him for who my heart beats,

It’s “my Dearest Krishna”, when I say this, this feeling repeats.

-Visata Anandani

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