Say it, I
feel like hearing,
Create it,
I feel like seeing.
Words are
few,
See me, I
feel complimented,
Embrace me,
I feel protected.
World may
be splendid,
But only
with you I feel ascended.
Gift me; I
feel it’s my day,
Take me
along life’s staircase,
I feel am through halfway.
Paths might
not be rosy,
But you are
my trophy.
Touch me, I
feel alive,
Hold me, I
want to survive.
I might
give up smiling,
But let our
little world be shining.
Written By Monil Modi
(Banglore, India)
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Written By Monil Modi
(Banglore, India)
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