To Your Mighty Pen
and the clouds passing by
In that fleeting moment
I realized life's secret endowment
Season changes and mood swings
With the setting sun rests the bird's wings
The horizon converge to close its eyes
Draping the black blanket it winks and sighs
The moon then wraps to wake sun up to see
Birds taking another flight and so do we
Time falls short for us to give love and receive
Only if we could learn from the nature to believe
An entrance is only possible after an exit
Keep patience until it turns and exhibit
Things broken apart would come together
Flaunt your mighty pen. May come whatever
-Simran Kaur

Omg !! This is such a lovely creation. Loved it and u too- the creator !! ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sweetheart! <3
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