Life doesn't have to be lived,
Treading the space between deadlines
There doesn't have to be a clock,
Constantly ticking to the perfect rhythm
No need of a complete cutlery set,
When the food remains savoury nonetheless
Love doesn't have to be found,
When all you need is eyes to see it,
And heart to feel it.
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A budding writer's collection
PoetryJust a bunch of poems written as and when I feel to write them
