My Little Verses . . .
Hey, my love
it may not be a smooth road
where you’ll be passing by..
after your fingers
will leave my hand,
as your eyes will
get annoyed with me
and, you'll leave me,
to move ahead
just like that,
all alone..
I fear
that you shouldn’t get lost
so at every turn of road
I’ve left
a little verse of mine.
If ever you are tired
or feel scared on your way.
Just hold the tiny finger
of any of my poem,
at any turn..
They will show you
the way behind &
will lead you back to me....
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