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ಕನಸ್ಸಿನ ರೆಕ್ಕೆಯನ್ನೇರಿ
ಹಾರುತ್ತಿರುವ ನನಗೆ
ನಿನ್ನ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ದಿಕ್ಕೇ ಕಾಣಬೇಕಿತ್ತು.
ಮನಸ್ಸಿನ ಕತ್ತಲಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆಳಕಾದ ನಿನ್ನನ್ನು
ನನ್ನ ದಾರಿದೀಪವಾಗಿ ಮಾಡಿದವರಾರು?
ವಿಧಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ನಂಬಿಕೆ ಇಲ್ಲ ನನಗೆ,
ರೇಖೆಗಳನ್ನು ಓದಲು ನನಗೆ ಬಾರದು.
ಇವೆಲ್ಲವನ್ನೂ ಮೀರಿ ಒಂದು ಸೂತ್ರವಿಹುದೇನೋ,
ನಮ್ಮಿಬ್ಬರನ್ನು ಒಂದು ಮಾಡಿಹುದು.

 

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