My blood sinks into a crystal glass
In trio colour.
It flows
No drought can dry it,
My soul!
No flood overflows it,
My life!
My veins are rivers
No borders
Nothing can cease
It flows
My blood sinks into a crystal glass
In trio colour.
My heart pumps in thump
My feelings
My flag is my breaths
My religion
I will guard it as I do
My heart beats
Dear, your verses touch me.Your poetry collection BEYOND EYES provides the wings that let me fly above the oppressive mundane forces.
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