Category : Poems

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 I write these words
As there is nothing else
To describe the feels
Of the love untouched. 
Dreaming night and days
Of the time untimed
Alas! The mind says
Is this the so called fate? 
Love described a new way
Quite nice but meant to bend
On the path as I lay
This is where the words come to an end.