Poetry Blog by Ankur Pathania

If I was a stream
Searching for the ocean
You would be my current
Keeping me in motion.

If I was a seed
Buried in the snow
You would be my sunlight
Helping me to grow.

If I was a spark
In the middle of the night
You would be my flame
Keeping me alight.

If I were a ship
On a stormy morning
You would be my lighthouse
Flashing me warning.

But I'm not a stream
Spark, ship,  short love...

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