We all are pen.
And 'Soul' is ink.Thoughts are words.
Spoken with blink.Eyes explain.
Nothing is same.When pen is empty.
Its body's burried.No replacement.
When ink is dried.Some Stories remain.
And some leave a stain.°°°hgk...
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A collection of my random poetries.
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We all are pen.
And 'Soul' is ink.Thoughts are words.
Spoken with blink.Eyes explain.
Nothing is same.When pen is empty.
Its body's burried.No replacement.
When ink is dried.Some Stories remain.
And some leave a stain.°°°hgk...