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Me and my poems
Once I thought,
I should stop writing.
All these ink stained papers
And those caffeine stained cups
Should be removed from my life.
For the papers were mere litters
And several cups were broken too.
They should be replaced, they all said
And I was more than willing saying, anytime.
Little did I knew I was trying to throw away a part of me
A part of dedicated heart and another part of my peaceful mind.
I heard their pleas begging to let them stay at their real homes
But I never thought it was my own voice from the depth of my heart.
Now I'm searching them. Everywhere possible and impossible. But they were long gone without saying good byes.
© JF
I should stop writing.
All these ink stained papers
And those caffeine stained cups
Should be removed from my life.
For the papers were mere litters
And several cups were broken too.
They should be replaced, they all said
And I was more than willing saying, anytime.
Little did I knew I was trying to throw away a part of me
A part of dedicated heart and another part of my peaceful mind.
I heard their pleas begging to let them stay at their real homes
But I never thought it was my own voice from the depth of my heart.
Now I'm searching them. Everywhere possible and impossible. But they were long gone without saying good byes.
© JF
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