Love, A four letter word is very special, unique and beautiful like a day which comes every four year
Some memories can be forgotten, Some memories can be blurred, Some memories can be cherished for a long time, Some memories even we bury, hurt us, Some memories are like a teared paper, Some memories are still dreams.
In our imaginative mind, Memories plays a it's play.
There is always someone who is our personal diary, with whom we share our thoughts without being judged, without any fear, without any hesitation...
That someone can either be you yourself or you own loved one
Despite all, There is always someone
Kavi
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Kavi's Writings
PoetryA two beautiful lines can became a poem.... Just a girl who loves to express her thoughts in words Hope my words will make you smile a bit atleast like i found my happiness in words Journey of searching happiness in words ♡
