The Story Untouched
I wish those sleepless nights could see the dream she left untouched
I wish i could hear the voice my angel said
The story left is still unread
Memories left are not still perceived
Wanna make her alive in her words
To make her soul shine like swords
Yes, One day i will write the entire story
For a mother
&
Like her beautiful glory
Copyright © Diksha Arya | Year Posted 2017
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