Where is the Time?
With youi dont have the
habit to fret or fight
Once upon a time
i would get angry
but i dropped that too
With you
i have learnt and now i know
there is ample time to love
and be the beloved
that i could never
pin you down
when you keep me
always on the top.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2024-07-15 at 21:42
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