MERGER

Merger looks
Forlorn in touch.
Submerged, it heaves
The essence out
Cornucopia embellished
In shape of the heart.

Continuously
The chanting sermons
Is read with full ethos
From the pulpit
As high as the heaven
Showering abundance.

Plenty gets registered
Still the hunger resides
Onto whom the call
Takes the form
Which merges
In eons wait

Truncate the senses
Which pushes the pull
Hey there!
Will thee not look back.
Caring thy care
I look for the merger.