A Float...


Posted on 1st Dec 2020 04:27 pm by rohit kumar

Pen and paper are my tools

To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.

My praises aren't just given, they are earned.

Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.

My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,

Only you can make yourself my friend.

So as I write, carving out my craft,

You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.

Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.

I don't want you to sound the alarm.

Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,

On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.

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I Realized

The sunshine appears to be brighter.

My heart feels a bit lighter.

 

Being With You

You bring the sunshine to my rain.

You give me love when I feel pain.

 

One Short Year

In our one short year together,

A love's grown deep within my heart

For such a ce

It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

Secret Admirer

I've never been the type to say what I feel

So basically I keep everything inside

It Is Gone

The way I used to smile,

and love our favorite song

The way it felt so right

I Will Always Be There For You

I will always be there for you,

I am your little friend.

I will always be in love

Inner Peace In Life

The wind whistles past my ears.

Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.

The waves c

When You Love Someone, It's Forever

When you love someone, you will do anything for them.

If the sound of your voice keeps th

Love Me Again

Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day

Love me again like you did the first day

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