Wiping the moisture on my cheek
That made my soul heavily weak
Hearing the song that plays there
My thoughts roam everytime there
Reconciling the souvenirs of past
Enraged duly with aversion and haste
I visualized the exact scene
That made my mind go insane.
There we were, in the field
That brought merry grain yield
Getting closer every minute
Noticing even the details of minute
Atmospheric change that made us aspire
I got my glow and he his perspire
But with the sudden blow
Now I wipe my eyes' glow
He still makes his love vibes
Only inside my memory zips
I admit it he is my soul
Yes, I am the girl
Who is with the DEAD SOUL...
-DEVIMANJU MOHAN
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PoetryHi friends...This is my first book. But this is not a book,Haha because this is a compilation of my poems and thoughts which I have written when I felt bored or inspired. This book contains my English poems while the other book in my profile has my...
