My Journey…
My Journey… My journey began at early childhood, Never saw things like others would. I would get pleasure from small things, Could fly seeing the birds and have wings. Would dance looking at the...
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I Buried My Feelings… I buried my feelings for you so deep, Will never surface them to ever feel… The cool breeze, the touch of the morning dew… The cool shades of those huge big trees, Hear the birds...
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In This Garden Of Love… In this garden of love, I hear the bees humming, The song of love… As the rays of the sun, Kisses every flower, Making my blood warm… Every breath I take , Every beat the pulse...
View ArticleMy Childhood Days…
My Childhood Days… Always wanted to go for a walk, With my grandpa… He would make sure, To take tiny steps as mine… We would chase squirrels and, Butterflies resting on the flowers… While collecting...
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