My Spark Poem by Ningombam Malemnganbi Chanu
My Spark
I, was the one that choose,
HIS Muse.
He, a star,
Me, as a peer.
My Childhood was his,
His Childhood was his.
I choose to be loved
He already casted
The dice,
That I rollit thrice.
The Hug he gave;
Was like the third feminist wave.
Making ME
A stronger ME! ! !
The flow of my Blood
Which adds a glow in my mind
That's why nothing matters
Coz everything is better
When i am with MY SPARK! ! ! !
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