Amann Aroraa (28 March 1993 / New Delhi)

Come and hear, from far and near.
A poet is reciting a lovely song.
Come and hear, from far and near.
For it would not last too long.

Come and hear what he has to say,
That has not been said before.
Come and discover what he has to say,
Has been told many times before.

It is all you know. It is all within you.
It is all deceived. But, it is all true.

Come and hear, and then depart.
Come and hear the voice of your heart.
The voice that is lost in our routine rush.
Refound, revived by a poet's brush.