This shine in eyes.
This fullness of lips.
Is it enough to hold
The world on finger tips?
How long will
This beauty stay?
Someday it too
Will fray.
Ever heard the beauty of words?
Heard they hold the power to win any game.
Everything will fade away
But the voice in minds will remain.
Hope our words are not hurting others...
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Abloom
PoetryIn the world of gloom, somewhere And somehow One will definitely bloom.
