My Pen Pours My Heart Out
My Pen Pours My Heart Out!
I'm a quiet person in all manners yet I speak aloud when I write.
Should I share the secret ,
my pen pours my heart out!
I see everything silently,
Observe each detail,
While I talk, I get short of words.
Yet I'm affluent when write,
The great secret,
my pen pours my heart out!
I can continuously write and write,
Can do this for years,
It's something I proudly bear.
I don't feel any hesitation,
Sketching my ideas on paper
It's indeed the power,
my pen pours my heart out!
Copyright © Deepika Redhu | Year Posted 2020
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