At the Door of Heart
She is beautiful by the heart
Saying something through the wind
She is not near she is far
But her shadow save me each time
Who is she what is her name
Who awake the dream of life?
Who’ S inspiration encourage me
To work on new imagination
I have never view her face
But I am working on her sketch
May be my hard work emerge as goddess art
My sacrifices make way for win
And she appear with the fall of rain
Every day I look at the empty way
My hope is remain alive
May be my dream goes life
And she do knock at the door of heart
Copyright © Anurag Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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