Winning
a vacuum inside you
will always trouble your life
your eyes will loose shine
despite of a thousand scratches
million losses
I have same
Desires,same dreams,skill
A spirit which never dies
Flow out the sorrow of your eyes
Rise up and shine
As our heart is ever green
Golden time may come again
With a close touch and a
REMARKABLE SIGN.
Copyright © Kush Bhardwaj | Year Posted 2013
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