Woke up early morning after sleepless night
Sat on the chair with silence around
Could see the arrival of light
tearing the darkness behind
A paper drooped upon my table
Holding the pen i heard a cry behind
i rushed back to where i was
the more i got closer the cry got louder
moment i opened my eyes
my life went dark around
I couldn`t find the light to write
Neither i could find out my path
But left with blind vision of my life
Blindly i started reshaping the words
to turn it the best poem ever
disability in life is to come
physically, mentally or emotionally
I couldn`t see but at least feel
the words that kept you alive
with me my entire life
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Rhyming, at least for me, is a way of gaining and giving simple, subtle or powerful messages with deep thought, especially during time spent in nature. It has also been a serene sense of comfort,a craft. It has been a keen way to speak and write without having the need to be too direct all the time. As a kid, I would write for hours and keep myself occupied while on a long family driving trip or when my parents and you can get information Maa Papa Shayari needed quiet time. Find out more: https://www.onlineshopology.com/
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