1
I, at times feel it difficult
to utter every feelings of my heart,
that wishes flow out.
Then I sit down;
draw a sheet of paper,
to paint those untold inner noises,
with my pen.
My feelings begin to flow,
like a flooding
river,
synchronizing with the salty fluid,
of my eyes.
The combination,
takes the shape of a verse.
2
Human actions can be cunning,
and even hypocrite,
due to their servitude to certain obligations,
to certain social bondage,
But verses,
they never obey any barricade,
never regard any restriction,
as they are the free birdies
of the sky called heart.
So when feelings and tears,
take the shape of verses,
they expose every happenings of the heart,
honestly.
They are the fearless and truthful messengers
of emotions, vibrations, tears and laughter.
of emotions, vibrations, tears and laughter.
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