The sun turned into robber
Compliments for the moon still silent
The wind that crept through the gap torn hands
Hopefully got the glory
while waving hands
The water droplets songs peal echoes of silence
I prayed by raising both hands
Hope Heart
To the brave souls who will test
I tap on the door of your heart
So that I could cry
When far away from you
To lovers choice
I recite this song
With poetry
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