The Earphone
Doesn't matter the length of journey,
It goes with all journey,
A useful companion, it may be,
A large number wherever I see,
Keeps busy every co-passenger,
But keeps away from nature,
Never realise them, the loss of opportunity,
Are they full of maturity!
The number of industry increasing,
To the Mother Earth it's cursing,
My co-passengers forgetting;
Her lap in which they are breathing,
It is earphone;
Earphone and earphone.
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Poems- Knocking At The Door
PoetryIt's a collection of poems and my first book on Wattpad. I'm going to bring out my feelings through this book. Hope, every word will touch my all lovely readers. It consists 'The Earphone', 'Her Smile', 'Teenage' and 'New Year' and of course I'll co...
