Suppression And Depression - Poem by Devanshu Patel
Let you open, shut-doors of mind,
Holes and windows of all kind.
Let the gust of fine fresh air
Come in and wash your brain bare.
Let that wind blow away old leaves
And dark debris your poor mind heaves.
Let new fancies and colorful dreams
Fly out freely with fresh air streams.
Let flow away that staleness of past
Feel fresh ever, lost is not the last.
Bliss of a life lies in expression
Suppression always brings depression.
© Devanshu Patel
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