Theme: Self

The Fountainhead

I don't have to run
At all to anyone -
It's for me to see
The fountainhead within me;
It's my source;
It's my force;
It keeps flowing;
It keeps bestowing
Day in, day out,
Without a doubt;
It can never dry -
Infinite is its supply;
It's my silver and gold;
Its miracles I behold.


More By  :  Kulbir Bhalla

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Rupradhaji,

My thanks!

03-Feb-2016 15:38 PM

Comment lovely!

03-Feb-2016 13:18 PM

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