-Reflection of a soul

I hold a pen to write a poem,
And this time again,
I felt, i have no words to write,
But poetry is not just words,
It's a feeling,
And feelings are as same as countless twinkling stars of the sky,
Identical to our astounding nature,
Resemble to the ocean that never ends,
And if words ends,
Its mean feelings end,
And if feelings end then we're dead,
Universe is bounded with the feelings dear,
"SO NEVER STOP FEELING"

-Aatika

I feel, i thought and i write.

Two brown girls with colorful dreams!