You were my path
I stepped my leg on you
I lost my route in the
beginning itself
So be my guide
Be my map
Take me to heart of yours
Build a little shelter over there
Make me stay there permanently
Tell me you sell it to me
And it's just not on rental basis.
YOU ARE READING
Throbbing heart
PoetryCOMPLETED ✔ Highest Ranking #1 The hidden unsaid words which I kept repeating in my head like a hammered one, which has been dumped as a draft for ages and the thoughts which kept nagging me 24/7. In short, Here are the words of my love, pain, outra...
