I stick my nose in
Where I should not
I suppose ....
I ask too many questions
Some go unanswered
Some crave me to ask more
I look up
When other looks down
Any wonder
Why???
We all were not looking up
When life goes wrong
I Don't ask why
I keep running
Until my problems are left behind
I inspect with two eyes
And never with one
It's the best of me
The part that keep me going
Is ....
Curiosity 😇
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Echoes of the soul
PoetryThis novel contains all the poems around my thoughts which can match with yours too .....yes I adore the thoughts and write them which sometimes seems to be mine and sometimes for the whole world and today's generation it doesn't have any character...
