WordsA Poem by Neha SharmaIn words I dwell,
It's mystical urge that propels. Words I breathe, Discover solace beneath. Words I consume, Sans it, life would be doom. Words I disperse, Through skilful expressions and verse. Words fill the void, Succoring as a constant guide. Words unto my grave, As I am thy eternal slave. © 2016 Neha SharmaFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on February 8, 2016 Last Updated on February 8, 2016 AuthorNeha SharmaIndiaAboutAn earnest listener. An eternal learner. An avid reader. An embryonic writer. An absolute philotherian and an enthusiastic logophile. more..Writing
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