It has been months since I wrote, months since I gave it a thought .
The calmness it instilled,
oh if I could tell you the happiness it would bring .
Writing about from anything to everything
Nothing has been same since I gave up on this amazing thing
When there were no talks hidden in my heart
because writing is altogether a different art
I made friends with the clouds and flied to the peak of the sky.
One thing that life/writing taught me is that always give it a try
When everyone around me was busy and my diary was my only friend
It will never be about only pen and paper cause writing for me was never just another errand
Writing is about portraying emotions, it's about the words unspoken for me
Writing is that shade that's more soothing than a summer stay beneath a tree!
If only I could write every day!
If only I could write every day!!
YOU ARE READING
Shalisteen
Poetrysometimes in the core of our heart are words and talks dug deep down which we so effortlessly hide from this world of apparently a huge population but still find ourselves all alone .but then they say let it be out so here is the book nothing just s...
