"I wonder why
You sit here at dawn and dusk
In rain and storm
With a pen and a paper"
" I wonder why
This place never remains same
Some things always move
And so does my pen"
" I wonder why
That pen moves
Is it for some girl
In your heart"
" I wonder why
My pen moves
And moves
To silence the storm inside"
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When Heart Talks... || Poetry ||
Poetry" Human is the one who wears his heart on sleeve, society is the one which cuts the hand off" A poetry collection from a human, who lost love, by mistake, but even if there's a chance to get it back, she won't take it.... The speciality of the poem...
