If rains ever spoke;
If the clouds were ever choked.
If the silence ever responded;
If the winds ever screamed:
And if the heart could ever beat without blood;
I'm sure that will be the time when I would ,
Love you in a better way than I do now.
- Anurima Mukherjee
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Calcutta Calling
Poetry[FEATURED ON WATTPAD POETRY'S "HEART STAINS" LIST] In this book, you will find two things- • Poetry. • Broken Love. "Home is where the heart is" that's what we say when it comes to true peace and harmony. "The pain it flows, But do I notice? Do I e...
