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Arnav Penrhythm


When The Heart Sings Alone


Standing upon life’s crossroads
When parting ways are we to make
Singing some million melancholic odes
Moist of eyes, we partake

Again to start, a journey started
To end one, that ne’er began.
But memories that heart guarded
Will e’er not cease to charm

Time passed, laugh we spake
Tears of wit silently kissed
Arms in arms e’er we take
Time these ageless be missed

Came with a bronze, took gold
A heart festooned with priceless love
One, which no soul be sold
‘ever flies the lucid dove

When the heart sings alone
Emotions profundity be measured
Fathom deep till yet unknown
With smile be it treasured….

Submitted: Thursday, August 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 16, 2013

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written on the last day of school.

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