Berdhisha. P
I wake up from my bed
When the rays are shed
I take my writing pad
Start to write in glad
I just scribbled my thought
Which my mind caught
Everything gone in vain
I stayed in pain
I’m not satisfied with my writing
I spend time on waiting
My inner voice
Asks me to think wise
There I again started to scribble
My thoughts flows like drizzle.
© Berdhisha. P
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