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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My Credo Of Life

Let me live within the moment.

Let me feel all that I can.

Let me cherish life fo

A Gift To Share

I was given a smile the other day

From someone who passed me on their way.

I wasn

Till I Breathe My Last

When you love and hold me without any fear

Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.

Without You

All these days and nights without you here,

It's a little bit more than I can bear.

Brokenhearted Lover

I loved you,

But you broke my heart.

I should have known

That was your go

Secret Admirer

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

So basically I keep everything inside

It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

Love Trials

Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,

But the deep love we share has been th

Friendship, Love & Games

You came into my life so quick

A beautiful friendship happened in a wink

My feeli

Love Is...

I believe that love is loyalty.

It will always have your back.

It will bravely st

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