But honey,
How can you think of you not as same as the Sun?
While, you too, make no sound while you burn.
1|4|2018
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Poem of Mine
PoetryFor these words of mine merely are not just ordinary on the paper. Their meaning, every poem, made me laugh or bleed silently. For more or less, it made me feel. ___________ This is a compilation of my thoughts and day-to-day experience as a human i...
16| Sun
But honey,
How can you think of you not as same as the Sun?
While, you too, make no sound while you burn.
1|4|2018
