Tried and exhausted I got onto my bed
Infinite thoughts running inside my head.No, I don't want to lose myself again,
I shake my head and move on.Plugging in my earphones, I close my eyes,
A sweet melody in your voice hits me deep.And just like all the other nights
You sang me to sleep one more time.—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoetryIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.