DestinyA Poem by Maanya Arora
Something will happen for sure
Our lips will collide once more The love which is so pure And you will be my antidote, My cure. The flowers of happiness will bloom The nectar of glee will make us drool And when the moist filled air will blow Amongst the cold we’ll find, Our inner glow. The rays of the sun Will iluminate our faces The warmth will be soaked in No longer there will be in our hearts, Hatred traces. The darkness will occupy the skies We will be feeling pleasure of life For we will be holding hands in pain And feeling it together, What we gained. ~euphoric for no reason Maanya🎀 © 2019 Maanya Arora |
StatsAuthorMaanya AroraDelhi, New delhi, IndiaAboutStudent , in love with writing. Writing because I miss someone. more..Writing
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