A few words to describe the feel
of lonely days and happy deals
pouring your soul, with the ink
let it flow ,let it sink
be free from the ache deep inside
or the bubbles, of happiness and pride
or maybe the normality that is life
keeping your mind occupied
a few words, to cut the chains
that binds you with loneliness
a swirl, a dance , of letters black
spaces in between, a neat stack
for what is the world, if not to express
kept inside, your deepest interest
for those of us whose words that fails
lets cling to these ,happy trails
fresh like dewdrops never going stale
poems.. lets begin another tale
poems.. lets begin another tale
YOU ARE READING
With The Flow
Poetrylanguage of the heart and sound of the soul Poems are more than a jumble of words
