Touching My Heart (In English) Poem by SINGH SINGH

She was the one to touch my heart,
She was the one with that unique art,
She did no wonders on her part,
But she was the only one to touch my heart......

We were friends, (or rather more) on my part,
I just loved to make her laugh,
Wanted to be with her in every walk,
For she was my friend with GOLDEN Heart! ! ! !
She was the one to touch my heart.....

ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD,
Was the lesson destioned to start,
For she was the perfect teacher close to my heart...

She made me believe of her golden heart,
I started trusting her beyond my thoughts,
For she was the one to touch my heart....

Finally, Was it a day for lecture last?
or something happened to that golden heart?
It gave me an deadly shock,
For she broke my heart into pieces apart...


I had no reason,
I had no thought,
Just started searching for that golden heart,
Soon I understood her unique art, Truth about that golden heart,

Black coal burning, also shines as gold,
BUT ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT ALWAYS GOLD...
This thought was now on my broken heart,
For she was once close to my heart!