Such a complex small little box,
Controls our whole body and thoughts,
Tries to make sense out of everything,
But in the end, its just seven minutes.
Seven minutes of love,
Seven minutes of hatered,
Seven minutes of memories,
Seven minutes of all our life conflated.
Peace and regreat and anger and love,
All feelings combined in a club,
All our moments of life till death,
Everything playing like a small movie in seven minutes.
And in the very end with my eyes closed,
My soul moving out with other spirits,
And all my sweet and saur memories rolled,
I want you to be my "seven minutes".
~VOD~
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Silence In The Storm
الشعرHello everyone, here I will be posting all the poems which I write. Not any particular genre, but I hope you all like it. I am not a proper poet, but I write as a hobby. Hope so you all can relate to the poems and show some love. All the poems post...
