I can smell the love you hold for me in the deepest and the darkest parts of your soul . It's not held in any of your borrowed parts of the body , like your heart , but in your soul that is reaching out to me with outstretched arms needing to be held and to be finally set free .
You can hide all you want , you can go as far as you can but I'll always be there , right beside you , not for you as a person or that tricky mind of yours or that pure yet tainted heart but for that soul that'll forever be yours , that you'll forever possess.
Stop decorating your mansions to please the eyes of others ,
decorate your own soul to please yourself with the sight .
It costs nothing but good memories and hard learnt lessons to beautify your only true possession.
-zaynan
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Poetry" I write to express the feelings I can no longer suppress "
