Being with me, beloved
You've bloomed like a flower.
What's the reason?
When I'm only a lonely music;
A song no one knew existed.
Yet you're here,
Right beside me and
In your melodious voice
You sing me, oh, so perfectly.
Why is that for?
"You don't have to know anything.
You don't have to sing along too.
But still, I'll sing
For this song is mine,
Always has been my own, my own" he said.
- borntowinash
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PoetryListen to the silence, You'll hear me speak... - borntowinash (Started :- 30 - September - 2019) (Completed :- 25 - December - 2019)
