Excuse me !
You aren’t just mirror of random existence
You own
My busy schedule of feelings
As air owns
The lungs of this universe
As stars own
The youth of night
And sun owns the saffron skin of east
Clouds own
The breezy moisture of all deserts
Yes you own my forever , and you are the only one lamp I possess beneath my deepest layer of skin.

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  1. That was so beautiful. I envy you because I can only write stories; not poetry.

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    1. Thank you 😊, you too start writing poetry

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    2. Stories are beautiful too 🙂

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  2. What a wonderfully motivating poem. Thank you for that gift.

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