When I stroll along the streets
In the moonlit night
As the light night breeze
Sway my hair strands
Where I am still
Tangled in the web of my thoughts
Not having a wish to escape
As if I am permanently
Trapped in my own thoughts.
This very moment of solitude
Where all that trivial and silly
Got value and worth.
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Small Poems
Poetry"I forget to live in the constant race of life" ...... Life taught us many lessons that no education could do. A series of small poems about all those lifelessons and things in life which affect us the most. Emotions turned into words! Read and en...
