My Room Poem by jyoti mishra
My Room
opened drawers, hanging clothes
revolving fan, and no sign of vain
your books, your papers
it is only 'you' here, who matters
this is your space, you simply rest
got nothing to chase, no burden on the chest
you scream, you laugh, you cry
to this place its hard to say good-bye
I know it sounds bit hi-fi
but i find my room, better than heaven in sky! !
Saturday, August 28, 2010
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