Unnie, my diary
My diary is my small abditory,
Wherein I can hide my story.
The tales related mostly, all to me,
Which to tell others hersitated I be.
My diary is my world where I whelve,
Myself as long as I want, months twelve.
I write on my diary all my grief,
No one will know is my strong belief.
My diary is my partner in days of melancholy and euphoria,
I am stored in it with lots of memoria.
My diary is filled with things funny,
And I feel it's my elder sis, so named it Unnie (elder sister).
© Diksha Naik
#rhymes #diary
Do you have a diary? If yes comment below your diary's name. If not than why not keep one?
Wherein I can hide my story.
The tales related mostly, all to me,
Which to tell others hersitated I be.
My diary is my world where I whelve,
Myself as long as I want, months twelve.
I write on my diary all my grief,
No one will know is my strong belief.
My diary is my partner in days of melancholy and euphoria,
I am stored in it with lots of memoria.
My diary is filled with things funny,
And I feel it's my elder sis, so named it Unnie (elder sister).
© Diksha Naik
#rhymes #diary
Do you have a diary? If yes comment below your diary's name. If not than why not keep one?