You can never know my heart,
Unless you step out of your palace.
You can never lift my head,
Unless your greedy hands are empty.
You can never hear my lips,
Unless you brain shed the dark rag.
You can never fill my eyes,
Unless you arose as a human.
Reshma L R✍️For more insights 🧐"mynewblogspotrk.blogspot.com" & Poetry collections : "Unstrung Notes", "Elysian Florets", "Wonder Meal", "Ormakal"
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