There came a boy. A cheerful boy.
His voice was like music. Pleasant music.
He made us laugh. Heart full laugh.
He gave us hopes. Some high hopes.
He went away without saying a word. A single word.
We shed tears. A bucket full of tears.
We searched for him. Searched day and and night.
We couldn't find him. He seemed to have disappeared.
He gave us memories. Some unforgettable memories.
He gave us scars. Some deep scars.
He made us face that hour. That lonely hour.
But he instilled in us some thoughts. Some free thoughts.
Now in our lives, we have colours. Some bright colours.
Now in our lives, we have outlook. A positive outlook.
And now we are headed by reason. A clear stream of reason.
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Yearning To Touch The Sky
PoesiaHey guys! Thanks for stopping by and having a look at my work. So I'm basically a very moody person, not too expressive but not an introvert either. I like writing to express myself. So yeah, this is my collection as of now- it has poems bas...
