Sometime we’ll be exhausted out of surprise or may be because of over flow of imagination… I went mad in one such situation and roughly lined it
I fee like writing
about the right thing.
But what I’m thinking
Is again sinking.
I feel like singing
about the twinkling
But what I’m syncing
will be stinking
I feel like talking
about anything
but whom I’m waiting
was not reaching
Words stopped at the tip of lips
Ears, please take it out and hear
else I can’t breathe
even the wreathe
awesome! ๐ Sometimes it is a huge reality! ๐
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Thanks Ish ๐ I think You’re too kind on me because I don’t think my poems are worth praising but still you are doing it ๐
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haha.. personally I felt mine was bad too.. we all have that problem!! we never realize how much talented we are unless you are addressed by someone else! ๐
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OMG I can’t believe it ๐ฎ … I owe you a lot for nominating me… Its been a few days since I started blogging and I’m not even spending much time for it… I don’t think my poems are worth it :0 ๐ฆ anyway huge hearty regards to you Ish โค
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