How beautiful it could have been
If my eyes forever stared in his eyes
Without blinking even for once
Because that's what I crave for
The depth, the warmth, the little held
As if the eyes are enough for me to hold him
As if I know what's in his mind
As if I know what's in his heart that I might find
As if I know what's itching him
As if I know what's weeping in him
I don't say much but
I want to let him know
I do see him through...
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Talks Of Heart
PoetryTo all the readers, this book is a collection full of sentiments that a human would have felt atleastonce in their lifetime. It's a rollercoaster of emotions that will take you to the downhills of life but also reminds you to never forget to look up...
