Thursday, March 26, 2020

Words Garland (Age group 13-17) Romanticism

They are my flowers,
Inspired from your smell.
Threaded words into Garlands,
Made only for you.

Like the rivers shine the stones,
Like the rivers embrace the banks,
Words are flowing only for you.
Touch the river; feel the flow.

It never stops. Turns into blood.
Flows through your vein, touch your vein,
You feel it, it is my blood.
It is my love.

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