written on 2022-01-27 by SAURABH JADHAV | poetry
what i own in this known but still unknown world ?
For all I see,
I can't say, "its my own"
All the things even if we buy with our hard earned money ,is created by someone else,
So in search of what is ours?
I see darkness,
A warm, I say it's mine, My own.